May 2013
Reblog if you'd care if I killed myself
ijustwanttohugdavidtennant:
paintedbreath:
i tried to scroll past this but that one reblog just might save somebodies life
anglosexual:
misandryinhaiku:
“women are weaklings!”
i’m strong enough to carry
your corpse to the woods
this haiku is my favorite haiku
I am Cruella De Ville: Reblog this if you're still... →
katelynhalmekangas:
superwriter-girl:
crowley-is-moriarty-is-a-dalek:
buttscentedbreathmints:
can-y0u-see-it:
onyx-raven:
I want to see how many people are proud of it.
We’re like unicorns
UNICORN AND PROUD :D
it’s not like…
juvenialls:
the reason gingers apparently don’t have souls is because god put them all in ed sheeran
fancifullauren:
irishfangirlshipper:
dorkstrider:
why do women’s clothing designers believe that girls do not need pockets
It’s so they can sell us bags
4-8yr Olds Describing Love.
Rebecca, age 8: When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.
Terri, age 4: Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.
Danny, age 7: Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.
Nikka, age 6: If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.
Elaine, age 5: Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.
Chris, age 7: Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.
Mary Ann, age 4: Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.
i had no idea this site cost 1.1 billion i bet its because of my blog
do i
watch a new show
rewatch another show
watch a movie
read a book
or read fanfiction
my life choices are so difficult
zackisontumblr:
my mom got beats for her birthday and she was belting out kelly clarkson
Do you ever see a post on your dash and literally say “shut up” out loud
me: i'm so lonely
person: hey
me: leave me alone
when you’re eating at a restaurant and the waiter comes to check on you
am i in love or am i horny
wifipasswords:
im not even sassy im just an asshole