hiii, help a fellow tumblretta out?

365daysofvegan:

A friend and I are going backpacking in europe for two months.

we leave in… 78 (!) days and everything is coming together nicely.

the thing is though, eating is going to be hard.

like I don’t even know if I should try being vegan over there - we’re going to be staying with some (meat loving) german relatives, staying at hostels, needing to quickly grab a bite before jumping on the train, eating on ferries, etc.

when we eat food from markets it shouldn’t be too difficult (grab some bread, fruit, wine, nuts maybe) but I`m still ridiculously worried.

has anyone traveled through europe as a vegan? a vegetarian?

better yet, do any of my followers live in europe and have tips for finding vegan friendly food?

Ran out of space on the answer form, but there is a forum called Vegan-Europe, which might be great help aswell. They have threads by country and everything! All in all, Europe is very vegetarian/vegan friendly. Just takes a little research.

Boo hiss at you, USA.

“Sorry, this content is not available in your country.”
“Due to [insert excuse here] this video cannot be displayed in your country.”
“This content is available in the USA only.”

I was fine when just a few YouTube videos would do that, but.. what is this, an internet-wide “let’s dismiss Europe” -campaign? Or USA’s cunning plan to shut itself away from the rest of the world even more than it already is? Psh. (No hard feelings, I like the country. Hell, I’m moving there!)

Oh my gosh

cuddlyviper:

nishanity:

I was just having a conversation with a friend of mine and I realized I have become such a woman! I used to be all tomboy-ish and ‘one of the guys’ and discuss computers and other stuff, I had no interest in girly things! And nowadays I’m browsing the web and going “ooo” on a nice pair of boots and talking girly things with a friend and.. Eek! I scare myself.

you know what?

(I do it too. I spend a lot of time on modcloth.com D:)

Ooh thank you so much for pointing that website out! I’ve mostly been browsing/shopping on Etsy and Lip Service. And drooling over Pleaser shoes and boots.. Ahh heavenn.

Oh my gosh

I was just having a conversation with a friend of mine and I realized I have become such a woman! I used to be all tomboy-ish and ‘one of the guys’ and discuss computers and other stuff, I had no interest in girly things! And nowadays I’m browsing the web and going “ooo” on a nice pair of boots and talking girly things with a friend and.. Eek! I scare myself.

Changed my MSN account!

It’s now msn [at] no24.org, so if you got a request, add it please.♥

This is just cruel... »

(via laughingcrow)

Turkish Girl Buried Alive. It’s.. disturbing.

Why can't this meme end already?

teege:

nishanity:

There are some interesting posts I would like to reblog but then I notice they’re from a blog called “fuckyeah[add word here]” and I won’t reblog. I find the word ‘fuck’ lame, meaningless and way overused. It reminds me of 12-year-old kids trying to be tough or chavs trying to appear ‘cool’. This whole “fuckyeah” meme is one of the most annoying ones.

I really am not one of those prudey good girls who never curse. I do curse - if I have a good reason to. Usually I curse if I’m very frustrated with something. But I never use the word ‘fuck’, no. I need a word that actually means something, a word that actually has some power left in it. If you curse all the time it loses all meaning. It just makes you sound.. well, maybe not as intelligent as you really are.

Cursing also shrinks your vocabulary. You start to forget adjectives because you constantly say things like “That’s so fucking cool”. The more you curse, the poorer your usage of the language gets. It’s not really a good thing.

I think the meme is starting to end, it use to be very popular in games/chats/and forums when I was in highschool, but I rarely ever see it anymore now 4 years since it was big in my opinion.

Sadly it’s still alive on Tumblr. Grr grr :(

Why can't this meme end already?

There are some interesting posts I would like to reblog but then I notice they’re from a blog called “fuckyeah[add word here]” and I won’t reblog. I find the word ‘fuck’ lame, meaningless and way overused. It reminds me of 12-year-old kids trying to be tough or chavs trying to appear ‘cool’. This whole “fuckyeah” meme is one of the most annoying ones.

I really am not one of those prudey good girls who never curse. I do curse - if I have a good reason to. Usually I curse if I’m very frustrated with something. But I never use the word ‘fuck’, no. I need a word that actually means something, a word that actually has some power left in it. If you curse all the time it loses all meaning. It just makes you sound.. well, maybe not as intelligent as you really are.

Cursing also shrinks your vocabulary. You start to forget adjectives because you constantly say things like “That’s so fucking cool”. The more you curse, the poorer your usage of the language gets. It’s not really a good thing.

Ghost

by Emilie Autumn.

Did you know sometimes it frightens me when you say my name and I can’t see you. Will you ever learn to materialize before you speak, impetuous boy, if that’s what you really are. How many centuries since you’ve climbed a balcony or do you do this every night with someone else? You tell me that you never leave and I am almost afraid to believe it. Why is it me you’ve chosen to follow? Did you like the way I look when I am sleeping? Was my hair more fun to tangle? Are my dreams more entertaining?

Do you laugh when I’m complaining that I’m all alone? Where were you when I searched the sea for a friend to talk to me? In a year where will you be? Is it enough for you to steal into my mind, filling up my page with music written in my hand. You know I’ll take the credit for I must have made you come to me somehow, but please try to close the curtains when you leave at night or I’ll have to find someone to stay and warm me.

Will you always attend my midnight tea parties, as long as I set your place? If one day your sugar sits untouched will you have gone forever? Would you miss me in a thousand years when you will dry another’s tears? But you say you’ll never leave me and I wonder if you’ll have the decency to pass through my wall to the next room while I dress for dinner. But when I’m stuck in conversation with stuffed shirts whose adoration hurts my ears, where are you then? Can’t you cut in when I dance with other men?

It’s too late not to interfere with my life, you’ve already made me a most unsuitable wife for any man who wants to be the first his bride has slept with. And you can’t just fly into people’s bedrooms then expect them to calmly wave goodbye. You’ve changed the course of history and didn’t even try.

Where are you now? Standing behind me taking my hand. Come and remind me who you are. Have you traveled far? Are you made of stardust too? Are the angels after you? Tell me what I am to do. But until then I’ll save your side of the bed. Just come and sing me to sleep.