hipssway-lipslie:

obviously-bored:

gosiowo:

painstiels:

[AGGRESSIVELY THROWS OSCARS AT THE ENTIRE SPN CAST]

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I’m so sorry.

quick, Leo, catch one

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(via rudywad3)


kordova:

suddenly overhearing people talking about a thing you like

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(via ghostofjon)


everythingyoulovetohate:

ok.  that’s it.  coolest president ever.  hands down.

(via batheartsandclownsmiles)


runintoyourheart:

WHY AM I EMBARRASSED WHEN I’M BUYING FEMININE PRODUCTS IT’S SO STUPID BECAUSE EVERYONE KNOWS THAT PERIODS EXIST AND THAT LADIES NEED SHIT TO TAKE CARE OF THAT MONSTROSITY YET EVERY TIME I HAVE TO BUY SOME I TRY TO COVER IT UP WITH OTHER STUFF OR PRETEND I’M HOLDING SOMETHING DIFFERENT LIKE I WANT TO BE ABLE TO WALK DOWN THE STORE AISLE WITH PRIDE LIKE “YEAH I FUCKING BLEED OUT OF MY HOO HA SO FUCKING WHAT YOU WANNA FIGHT ABOUT IT I’LL TAKE YOU DOWN MOTHERFUCKER”


misfortunesof:

conveys:

less-of-a-rebel:

titivates:

xobrunettekisses:

mrswika:

mrswika

The same brooch.The same pearls. The same love. 


too beautiful not to reblog

They’re lovely

Awhhhhhhhh

sTOP I LOVE LOVE

THIS IS THE GREAT LOVE STORY OF MY COUNTRY. Always reblog.

misfortunesof:

conveys:

less-of-a-rebel:

titivates:

xobrunettekisses:

mrswika:

mrswika

The same brooch.
The same pearls. 
The same love. 

too beautiful not to reblog

They’re lovely

Awhhhhhhhh

sTOP I LOVE LOVE

THIS IS THE GREAT LOVE STORY OF MY COUNTRY. Always reblog.

(via amelietw)


peanutbutterandnarry:

princeharrehs:

princeharrehs:

i just ordered pizza and as i was about to hang up i said love you out of habit and the guy said it back and after a whole minute of dead silence he just tells me that he hopes that i’m not expecting a discount on the pizza just cause we confessed our undying love for each other! oMFG!

guys! he sent me a note on one of the napkins and i just

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you guys should get married.

(via dorkstagram)


koolaidclitoris:

OKAY SO LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE SHITTIEST COOKIE RECIPE ON THIS GOD FORSAKEN ROCK WE CALL A MOTHERFUCKING PLANET. So Ghiradelli, who was once a beloved and trusted name in my household, gave a chocolate chip cookie recipe on the back of their chocolate chip bag. Innocent baking fun, right? NO! ASSFUCKING WRONG! I did not deviate from their instructions because I trusted this demon possessed chocolate connoisseur of evil intentions and broken dreams. I HAD THEIR SHIT FUCK EGGS AND THEIR GODDAMN BAKING SODA! BUT IT DIDN’T MATTER! But I was still unaware as I prepped the betrayal dough to be put on the baking shit, like a lamb for slaughter. And I can remember, so clearly, me thinking “ungreased cooking sheet?” BECAUSE IT SAID UNGREASED BUT I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!!! So I placed the balls of soon to be destruction and misery on the sheet and placed them in the oven. and waited. And then when I removed them from the oven THEY WERE MOTHERFUCKING PUDDLES ON THE MOTHER FUCKING PAN. I waited for them to cool, hoping they would come out in one piece and this monstrosity could be saved. But as I raised my spatula to slide the cookies out: pure carnage. IT WAS LIKE THESE ASS SHIT COOKIES WERE WELDED TO THIS SHEET! LIKE IT WAS TRYING TO REMOVE THE FUCKING SWORD FROM THE STONE! No cookie was spared. And this. THIS is what I have to live with now. My once baking innocent is shattered, and I will never be the same, not since after the war. I can still hear the sound of the spatula scraping the sheet, constantly scraping 

koolaidclitoris:

OKAY SO LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE SHITTIEST COOKIE RECIPE ON THIS GOD FORSAKEN ROCK WE CALL A MOTHERFUCKING PLANET. So Ghiradelli, who was once a beloved and trusted name in my household, gave a chocolate chip cookie recipe on the back of their chocolate chip bag. Innocent baking fun, right? NO! ASSFUCKING WRONG! I did not deviate from their instructions because I trusted this demon possessed chocolate connoisseur of evil intentions and broken dreams. I HAD THEIR SHIT FUCK EGGS AND THEIR GODDAMN BAKING SODA! BUT IT DIDN’T MATTER! But I was still unaware as I prepped the betrayal dough to be put on the baking shit, like a lamb for slaughter. And I can remember, so clearly, me thinking “ungreased cooking sheet?” BECAUSE IT SAID UNGREASED BUT I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!!! So I placed the balls of soon to be destruction and misery on the sheet and placed them in the oven. and waited. And then when I removed them from the oven THEY WERE MOTHERFUCKING PUDDLES ON THE MOTHER FUCKING PAN. I waited for them to cool, hoping they would come out in one piece and this monstrosity could be saved. But as I raised my spatula to slide the cookies out: pure carnage. IT WAS LIKE THESE ASS SHIT COOKIES WERE WELDED TO THIS SHEET! LIKE IT WAS TRYING TO REMOVE THE FUCKING SWORD FROM THE STONE! No cookie was spared. And this. THIS is what I have to live with now. My once baking innocent is shattered, and I will never be the same, not since after the war. I can still hear the sound of the spatula scraping the sheet, constantly scraping 


A Love Story In 22 Pictures


thedailywhat:

Shut Up and Take My Money of the Day: The World’s First 3D Printing Pen


As the sound of the playgrounds faded, the despair set in.