everything.is.relative.

super-who-lockian:

ice-cream-and-cigarettes:

achievement-hunter:

miggylol:

pumpkin spice candles soon

pumpkin lattes soon

pumpkin everything

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I’m laughing way to hard at this! 

sabubu91:

rideitslut:

rural-mom:

stonecoldstunning:

men took my little pony away from us girls so us teen girls are takin pro wrestling fuck yall just try n stop us

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have fun fetishizing the shit out of *real life* celebrities. it actually makes the people who sexualize the shit out of children’s cartoons seem normal.

did you just imply being attracted to actual real human males isn’t normal but wanting to fuck cartoon horses is

I need to reblog this again because it still makes me laugh

(Source: skankplissken)


ironychan:

penandpage:

39cliffsidedrive:

Actual 3-year-old Tony Stark, everyone. 

I WAS JUST LOOKING FOR THIS LAST NIGHT AND COULDN’T FIND IT.

(Source: homovikings)


buffy appreciation weekday 4, favourite season, episode or season finale     

                                      season 2

(Source: shesaheroyousee)


chatterboxrose:

dallonsmiles:

ryansgayliner:

the thrilling saga in which Panic! owns the fuck out of WBC

A+ handling of the situation

Lest us forget that their opening band is also owning: 

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l-e-v:

people who tell you that you shouldn’t be insecure/worry about xyz but then go on to completely validate your insecurity/worry about xyz are actually the worst fucking people alive

You’ll pry my Oxford comma from my cold, dead, and lifeless hands.

(Source: delgrosso)


(Source: archatlas)

I am excited to see a generation of women who will raise their boys to be good rather than their girls to be scared.
  • dog: *barks*
  • me: chill

mayahan:

Pelle Soap Stones

(Source: The Dieline)

ala-place-clichy:

                                                   I want a night
                                                       with you.
                                                   I want to close
                                                     the curtains.
                                                I want to lay in bed
                                              and feel you breathing.
                                               I want the only noise
                                                   to be my inhale
                                              replying to your exhale.
                                           I want to trace my fingers
                                           along every line and curve
                                                    of your back.
                                            I want to feel your face
                                              buried into my neck.
                                              I want to lay like this
                                              and feel every worry
                                                        melt
                                          the same way that I melt
                                              when I am with you. 

(Source: mis0neism)