dajo42:

[pours water back and forth between beakers] im a sciencer

(via needily)

rayesbrain:

Behold my new life motto

rayesbrain:

Behold my new life motto

(via needily)

  • Me: *calls u a nerd*
  • Me: *is actually very deeply in love with u*
truebluemeandyou:

DIY Easy Cocoa Peppermint Lip Balm Recipe from Essentially Eclectic. She wanted to make a natural “inspired” version of Victoria’s Secret “Minty Kiss” for a lot less money. For other DIY spa gifts that I’ve posted i.e. homemade soaps, milk baths, sugar scrubs, salt scrubs, knockoff Lush bathbombs etc… go here: diychristmascrafts.tumblr.com/tagged/beauty

truebluemeandyou:

DIY Easy Cocoa Peppermint Lip Balm Recipe from Essentially Eclectic. She wanted to make a natural “inspired” version of Victoria’s Secret “Minty Kiss” for a lot less money. For other DIY spa gifts that I’ve posted i.e. homemade soaps, milk baths, sugar scrubs, salt scrubs, knockoff Lush bathbombs etc… go here: diychristmascrafts.tumblr.com/tagged/beauty

“The first mouse was invented in 1965, but it took until the mid-1990s for mice to be a standard computer feature. The first packet-switched network was invented in 1969, but the internet didn’t become mainstream until the late 1990s. Multitouch interfaces were first developed in the early 1980s, but didn’t become a mainstream technology until the iPhone in 2007. That suggests we shouldn’t underestimate the disruptive potential of technologies, like self-driving cars, personalized DNA testing, and Bitcoin, that seem exotic and impractical today.”

And I ask myself what it is about me that makes this wonderful, beautiful woman return. Is it because I’m pathetic, helpless in my current state, completely dependent on her? Or is it my sense of humour, my willingness to tease her, to joke my way into painful, secret places? Do I help her understand herself? Do I make her happy? Do I do something for her that her husband and son can’t do? Has she fallen in love with me?

As the days pass and I continue to heal, my body knitting itself back together, I begin to allow myself to think that she has.

— Mohsin Hamid, Moth Smoke (via observando)