About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
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How old are you?
How long have you been ten?
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN
Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path.
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”
OH MY LORD HELP
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There will never come a day where I will not reblog this.
Jesus fucking Christ this.
RANT TIME MOTHERFUCKERS
Okay, this is making me fucking sick.
You may have seen a “life hack” post going around telling you that this fruit called the Garcinia Cambogia has some “magic” ability to boost your metabolism by 300%. THIS IS FALSE AND THIS FRUIT CAN ACTUALLY DAMAGE YOUR LIVER. The post states that the fruit cannot be bought in stores because it’s “too effective,” but it provides a link to a website where you can apparently order them. I’m not sure it’s even legal to sell them online, so I’d strongly suggest not buying them.
Garcinia Cambogia (or Garcinia Gummi-Gutta) can NOT be used as a way to lose weight, and does NOT BOOST YOUR METABOLISM BY 300%; in fact, it could even give you Hepatotoxicity, WHICH IS THE REASON IT WAS DRAWN OFF THE MARKET - NOT BECAUSE IT WAS “TOO EFFECTIVE.”
I don’t know where this rumour started, and I don’t know why Lifehackable is trying to make everyone believe it. I believe they were paid, or maybe they’re just too stupid to make a simple Google search.
In 2012, some dude (apparently a television personality) by the alias of Dr. Oz started promoting Garcinia Cambogia extract, claiming it was some some fucking magic weight-loss aid - BUT CLINICAL TRIALS DO NOT SUPPORT THESE CLAIMS! A meta-analysis found a possible small, but short-term weight-loss effect - but it was under 1 kilogram (which is about 2 pounds).
Don’t buy this fruit.
Don’t eat this fruit and don’t tell your friends about this fruit. This fruit doesn’t boost your metabolism, it fucking damages your liver. THERE IS A REASON THESE THINGS CANNOT BE BOUGHT IN STORES.
And it doesn’t even taste good. Rant over.
For those of you asking for my sources:
ANY TIME ANYTHING is touted as ‘too good to be sold in stores!!!!! it would put mean evil old traditional stuff OUT OF BUSINESS BECAUSE IT’S SOO GOOOOOD!!!!!!!”…well, that should be a big ol’ red flag that it’s…not.
Any time anything is sent to you in multiple spam emails a day, you should have the common sense to realize that it’s probably not a great idea. Honestly, has everyone forgotten about fen-phen already?
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has anyone ever stopped to think about what ridiculous animals goats are
WHAT THE FUCK
HOW DID YOU EVEN GET UP THERE
ARE THESE ANIMALS EVEN REAL
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SOMEONE FUCKING EXPLAIN THIS SHIT TO ME
when 6 bloggers share a hotel room…
I counted 5
who do you think took the fucking photo
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