Hi I have a name.
Dutch by blood and Australian by culture/residency/language/accent. lol.
Adelaide, in South Australia.
26 years.
I am a computer nerd.
Terribly sarcastic/snarky/satirical.
Sometimes I offend people without knowing....
and then continue to be oblivious..
I love Batman, Ben Folds, Arrested Development, Dexter, Doctor Who and many more things.. including dogs..
I like customizing/modifying things myself, for fun.
I'm 6'2.8" (191.5 cm) tall.
send me an "ask" and I'll respond with truth/lies/UnKNOWN!?! :O

26th July 2014

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Source: comfy-pillows

26th July 2014

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shudaisdrybones:

returnerofthesky:

easy-livin-in-a-flowers-daydream:

bump-an-grind:

What it might look like if Earth was destroyed by a black hole.

Holy fuck




Kirby no

shudaisdrybones:

returnerofthesky:

easy-livin-in-a-flowers-daydream:

bump-an-grind:

What it might look like if Earth was destroyed by a black hole.

Holy fuck

Kirby no

Source: zerostatereflex

26th July 2014

Chat reblogged from Terrifying. Strange. Beautiful with 170,810 notes

If homophobia were a conversation about food...

  • Homophobic Person: My favorite food is pizza!
  • Homosexual Person: Cool! My favorite food is pasta!
  • Bisexual Person: I like both!
  • Pansexual Person: Hey guys, I don't have a favorite! I'll pretty much eat what tastes good to me.
  • Asexual Person: I like the way food looks and smells more than the way it tastes.
  • Homophobic Person: whAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU DISGUSTING PEOPLE WHY ISN'T PIZZA YOUR FAVORITE FOOD?!?! YOU'RE GOING TO HELL.

Source: californiacationed

26th July 2014

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can-u-not-my-wayward-son:

i’m having one of those days where i can’t get through a sentence without crying

25th July 2014

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the-pondorica:

foxinurbrain:



the gif isn’t loading but I bet it’s a picture of Jared Padalecki

the-pondorica:

foxinurbrain:

the gif isn’t loading but I bet it’s a picture of Jared Padalecki

Source: perfectionists

25th July 2014

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Children’s Book Explaining Homosexuality

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((Finally. Progress. I love you Germany))

THIS IS FREAKING GREAT

25th July 2014

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congenitalprogramming:

xekstrin:


A new religious statue in the town of Davidson, N.C., is unlike anything you might see in church.
The statue depicts Jesus as a vagrant sleeping on a park bench. St. Alban’s Episcopal Church installed the homeless Jesus statue on its property in the middle of an upscale neighborhood filled with well-kept townhomes.
Jesus is huddled under a blanket with his face and hands obscured; only the crucifixion wounds on his uncovered feet give him away.
The reaction was immediate. Some loved it; some didn’t.
"One woman from the neighborhood actually called police the first time she drove by," says David Boraks, editor of DavidsonNews.net. "She thought it was an actual homeless person."
That’s right. Somebody called the cops on Jesus.

And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Since you have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto me.

Oh god that’s beautiful.

congenitalprogramming:

xekstrin:

A new religious statue in the town of Davidson, N.C., is unlike anything you might see in church.

The statue depicts Jesus as a vagrant sleeping on a park bench. St. Alban’s Episcopal Church installed the homeless Jesus statue on its property in the middle of an upscale neighborhood filled with well-kept townhomes.

Jesus is huddled under a blanket with his face and hands obscured; only the crucifixion wounds on his uncovered feet give him away.

The reaction was immediate. Some loved it; some didn’t.

"One woman from the neighborhood actually called police the first time she drove by," says David Boraks, editor of DavidsonNews.net. "She thought it was an actual homeless person."

That’s right. Somebody called the cops on Jesus.

And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Since you have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto me.

Oh god that’s beautiful.

Source: circuitfry

25th July 2014

Photoset reblogged from DevilsWalkAmongUs with 208,507 notes

jalr-the-psyco:

tofutits:

windandsalt:

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#this is not an exaggeration okay #children do say this #children do wonder why they can’t find themselves in the media #don’t fucking tell me it doesn’t matter #it matters so much #children NEED to see themselves represented #or else they grow up feeling inferior and not worthy

No I have to reblog this again cus I am crying right now look at the dads face

His dad can’t explain to his kid why none of them are black

Source: rimtiggins

25th July 2014

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ixnay-on-the-oddk:

doodleniks:

I LAUGH LITERALLY EVERY TIME I SEE THIS OH MY GOD

Oh god

Tagged: omg

Source: awkward-elevator

25th July 2014

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frustrated-fallen-angel:

harryis-acupcake:

niick4:

danger-mouz:

calirosegold:

patronustrip:

tootsienoodles:

freackthehopeful:

skylarghost:

weasleyrocksyoursocks:

seong:

I AM FUCKING SCREAMING BECAUSE THIS IS SERIOUSLY THE BEST THING EVER
SWEET JESUS

You have your mother’s cheek bones

godDAMMIT NOW WE’RE SHIPPING CUTLERY
TUMBLR YOU NEED TO S T O P

I hope this post comes back to me when it has a short story attached. 

The Utensils were a happy family, just like any other. Fork was a loving, caring father, who worked at a bank, and Spoon was his beautiful wife, who owned a small business that allowed her to spend a lot of time with their son, Spork. Every day, when Fork came home from work, he gently clinked against the rim of Spoon’s face and asked how her day had been. She would go on and on about how her Aunt Bowl was letting anyone fill her up these days, and telling him he would never guess who they got a phone call from today (it was his brother, Knife), and he would just lean back against the china cabinet, staring at his wife’s beautiful reflective surface, and know everything was right in the world. 
One day, however, everything was suddenly not right in the world at all.
Fork woke up in the silverware drawer and instantly knew something was wrong. He looked over to where Spoon normally slept, confused when he saw nothing but empty space. Or, at least, he thought it was empty. It took him a minute to see the small note left there. Oh no. God, no, he thought.
He picked up the note with shaking prongs, and read amid tears:
“Fork,
     I’m sorry to leave you like this, but I just couldn’t face seeing you. It’s too painful. I’m not strong enough to tell you this to your face, and I know that makes me a coward. I know that makes me a horrible utensil. But I can’t do this anymore.
     Do you remember Cow’s party the other night? The night she was so drunk she swore she jumped over the moon? Well, I met someone that night. His name is Dish. And we’re running away together.
     Please, don’t try and find us. Dish makes me happy. He doesn’t spend all day staring at me, looking at himself in my reflection. 
Goodbye, Fork.
-Spoon”
Fork collapsed to the ground, wishing he could tell Spoon that the reason he loved staring at her reflective surface so much, was because of the way her surface magnified everything around her, making it seem so much greater and more beautiful than people could see themselves as normally. Her personality did the same thing. It’s what he loved most about her. And what he would miss most of all.

I CAN’T EVEN WITH THIS FUCKING SITE.


bra..fucking..vo

sweet jesus i’m crying over cutlery

things like this make me happy i have a tumblr

i’M CRYING… BECAUSE CUTLERY. 
This website is going to be the death of me.

Crack. Not even once.

frustrated-fallen-angel:

harryis-acupcake:

niick4:

danger-mouz:

calirosegold:

patronustrip:

tootsienoodles:

freackthehopeful:

skylarghost:

weasleyrocksyoursocks:

seong:

I AM FUCKING SCREAMING BECAUSE THIS IS SERIOUSLY THE BEST THING EVER

SWEET JESUS

You have your mother’s cheek bones

godDAMMIT NOW WE’RE SHIPPING CUTLERY

TUMBLR YOU NEED TO S T O P

I hope this post comes back to me when it has a short story attached. 

The Utensils were a happy family, just like any other. Fork was a loving, caring father, who worked at a bank, and Spoon was his beautiful wife, who owned a small business that allowed her to spend a lot of time with their son, Spork. Every day, when Fork came home from work, he gently clinked against the rim of Spoon’s face and asked how her day had been. She would go on and on about how her Aunt Bowl was letting anyone fill her up these days, and telling him he would never guess who they got a phone call from today (it was his brother, Knife), and he would just lean back against the china cabinet, staring at his wife’s beautiful reflective surface, and know everything was right in the world. 

One day, however, everything was suddenly not right in the world at all.

Fork woke up in the silverware drawer and instantly knew something was wrong. He looked over to where Spoon normally slept, confused when he saw nothing but empty space. Or, at least, he thought it was empty. It took him a minute to see the small note left there. Oh no. God, no, he thought.

He picked up the note with shaking prongs, and read amid tears:

“Fork,

     I’m sorry to leave you like this, but I just couldn’t face seeing you. It’s too painful. I’m not strong enough to tell you this to your face, and I know that makes me a coward. I know that makes me a horrible utensil. But I can’t do this anymore.

     Do you remember Cow’s party the other night? The night she was so drunk she swore she jumped over the moon? Well, I met someone that night. His name is Dish. And we’re running away together.

     Please, don’t try and find us. Dish makes me happy. He doesn’t spend all day staring at me, looking at himself in my reflection. 

Goodbye, Fork.

-Spoon”


Fork collapsed to the ground, wishing he could tell Spoon that the reason he loved staring at her reflective surface so much, was because of the way her surface magnified everything around her, making it seem so much greater and more beautiful than people could see themselves as normally. Her personality did the same thing. It’s what he loved most about her. And what he would miss most of all.

I CAN’T EVEN WITH THIS FUCKING SITE.

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bra..fucking..vo

sweet jesus i’m crying over cutlery

things like this make me happy i have a tumblr

i’M CRYING… BECAUSE CUTLERY. 

This website is going to be the death of me.

Crack. Not even once.

Source: soy-un-vampido

25th July 2014

Question with 1 note

Anonymous said: B-)

25th July 2014

Question

Anonymous said: Idk, maybe I'm just shady B-) Thanks though, I shall ask around. Wish it was something simple

hahaha brilliant.

you have my well wishes, champion of the shades!
All the best :)

25th July 2014

Question

Anonymous said: I'm only having a brief look over them at the mo because I'm going away for xmas and want international roaming. Do you know much about such things?

I haven’t ever traveled abroad so I don’t have any experience with roaming but my advice is to ask as many people as you can who they recommend because a lot of phone service providers have hidden fees for things and it could cost a lot from what I understand..
Why are you asking my anonymously?

25th July 2014

Question

Anonymous said: Do you know a thing about technology? Specically phone sims?

yeah.. why anon?

25th July 2014

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What kind of Captain would you be? → Firefly Online Game Trailer (x)

What kind of Captain would you be?Firefly Online Game Trailer (x)

Source: captainfillion