hhooLLLY SHIT THIS MY SISTER, THIS IS ACTUALLY MY SISTER. MY SISTER HAS A 10,000 NOTE GIFSET ABOUT HER JESUS I AM DYING .
update: I AM ON THE PHONE WITH HER AND JUST SENT HER THIS AND I’M NOT SURE WHETHER SHE IS LAUGHING OR CRYING OR DYING OMG. SHE IS HYPERVENTILATIING HAHHAHAHAH.
oh my god. i can’t believe my face is on tumblr.
How is this:
the same human being as this:
someone please i do not understand explain this to me
HE CAN ALSO BE THIS:
LEE FUCKING PACE
100,000 notes and I wonder how many people realise this line was improvised by a 7 year old
I think most of us guessed it when we saw the “people from liverpool” bit.
i remember back in first grade my school did this thing every year called a readathon where everyone wore pajamas to school and we had blankets and pillows and we built little nests on the floor and literally did nothing but read all day with periodical hot chocolate breaks and it was ENFORCED that everyone had to read the whole time i think i just defined paradise
Can we instill this in like high school and colleges once a week at the very least. Please?
So I came home from school a few days ago and found this on one of the cabinets in my house.
See about three years ago my parents decided to go on a big push to get healthy. At the time we were all really overweight, it was a good idea. Our motto became “Eat less. Exercise more.” This was reasonable, because we often had thirds in every meal, and I couldn’t run to my mail box without getting out of breath.
Since that time between the four members of my family we’ve lost a hundred and sixty pounds. I am muscled, curvy, and a weight I love. I exercise four days a week, usually boxing early in the morning before school. Usually in the course of a day I’ll eat two pieces of toast, a sandwich and a fruit, and a small piece of meet with a couple vegetables.
My parents are not impressed. At one time, they always repeated to me “healthy at any weight”, but now it has turned not to being healthy to be healthy, but lose weight lose weight lose weight.
My eleven year old sister and I have started working with each other to sneak food into our rooms that they won’t notice we’ve taken.
The other day, I didn’t wake up at five before school to work out, and my dad yelled at me, making me promise to work out an extra day that week.
My dad picks apart my lunch in the morning. Recently, they started giving me only half a sandwich.
A few days ago, my sister went to get a cheese stick after school, and my mother told her that if she ate it, it would be her entire dinner. My sister ate it, and didn’t get dinner.
My parents told me I need to get a personal trainer so I can “improve faster”.
My family has a history of eating disorders, and everyday my family seems more and more anorexic. I’m scared for both myself and my younger sister. Both of us try to not eat, because we get approval from our parents for being “more healthy”.
I’ve stopped eating lunch, trying to loose weight so that they will be nicer to me.
I don’t think my parents realize that they’re fostering eating disorders, but the other day I tried to make myself puke, because they treat food like poison.
I was wondering if you could reblog this if you think this sounds unhealthy, because I keep trying to talk myself out of thinking that it is.
Call fucking child services
That’s seriously not okay. You’re parents are deluded into thinking that it’s the right thing for you but it’s not. If you feel uncomfortable about it talk to a relative or family friend and seek help outside your home!
Gordon Ramsay is my favorite.
i just want to hug all of them
Fun story. I cooked for this dude, once. I did my kitchen apprenticeship at the family-style restaurant of one of New Zealand’s premiere chefs, and he knew Ramsay really well. He was in New Zealand for a few weeks, and Martin brought him by the restaurant to check it out. It was right on the beach, fucking gorgeous. I was the only one there (apprentice = bitch work = 4am starting shifts), and they asked me to whip up some breakfast for them. It was SUPER simple, fried fish, eggs cooked in bread, sausages. He was incredibly gracious and kind, asked me to join them (I couldn’t, too much work to do, so they sat at the kitchen window so they could talk to me), and was super interested in hearing about my english grandma, who had taught me how to cook. I won’t hear a single bad word against this man, for all of his kitchen hysterics, he treated me like an equal.gordon ramsay fandom
If you’re not in the Gordon Ramsay fandom you’re wrong.
Does anyone get upset when you’re dreaming and it ends on a cliffhanger? I’m dead serious I can’t tell you how many times I’m having a good or weird dream then wake up like OMG WHAT DID HE FIND OUT IS HE OK WHAT SHOULD I- fuck what was I dreaming about again
even worse when you NEVER GET THE SEQUEL
You try to resolve it in your imagination, but now that you have full control, your conscious ideas just don’t feel canon.
Why don’t they feel canon
Sometimes she would hear her father’s voice, but always from a long way off, and no matter how hard she ran after it, it would grow fainter and fainter.
How did the Hobbit continually lose in costume design and visual effects
They literally transformed 13 actors into dwarves with full beards and super complex outfits and just this year alone literally animated a giant fucking dragon as well as a massive cavernous kingdom and made that shit look real I don’t understand this
the academy board is filled with smug elitists