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not-enough-fandom:

godtierkankri:

proudlyinsane:

MAKING JOKES ABOUT HOW “ITS WEIRD TO SEE ME OUT OF MY ROOM FOR ONCE” DOES NOT MAKE ME WANT TO LEAVE MY ROOM MORE IT MAKES ME WANT TO LOCK MY DOOR AND NEVER LEAVE AGAIN I DON’T KNOW WHY THAT’S SUCH A HARD CONCEPT

This also applies to “WOW SHE’S CLEANING!” and anything else like that do not fucking do that.

CAN I JUST ADD “LOOK AT THAT SHES SMILING” OR “WoW SHEs TALKING”

mm-eow:

"soulja boy up in dis hoe", transparent

mm-eow:

"soulja boy up in dis hoe", transparent

cooldudebro:

let me lay down some facts for you:

  • aliens are real
  • horoscopes are real
  • skeletons are real
  • star wars is probably real
  • linkin park is almost too real

djolteon:

What if Umbreons hunt in packs and use their rings to communicate like fireflies? Four legged crazy moonfox fireflies?

badurls:

feelin blue

“Anyway, that’s not the point,” interjected Tonks, whose pink hair seemed to offend Aunt Petunia more than all the rest put together, for she closed her eyes rather than look at her.

Your eyebrows are sisters, not twins.
The most comforting beauty advice I’ve ever been given. (via cinniie)

slutdust:

glowcloud:

hiphopfrightsplaque:

"We live in a world where losing your phone is more dramatic than losing your virginity"

Um ok but I don’t recall my virginity having 16 GB of memory with all my contacts, music, photos, calendars, and apps or costing over $200.

my phone is an expensive and important material object and not a useless social construct put in place to shame and commodify women

Plus I remember where I lost my virginity.

chekhov:

"I’m glad the Great Depression happened you deserved it"
- me to my grandfather

dekutree:

dekutree:

i’m crying

i want this video to play on my tombstone 

vexingholmes:

occupation: inappropriate friend who makes sexual jokes despite being a fucking virgin

sofuckingblue:

tell yourself you’re hot. tell yourself you’re amazing. tell yourself you’re untouchably, radiantly attractive. do it every day, even if it feels like you’re lying to yourself. insist to the mirror that you’re the cutest thing its ever reflected. if you do it enough eventually it wont feel like lying anymore, it’ll be automatic, and you’ll recognize yourself as the incredible babe you really are.