chrisjamesscott:

redgrieve:

bbbambi:

Whatcha thinking about, Bane?

genocide, the nature of pain, boys ~*~*~*

Boys…with lovely, lovely voices.

hejibits:

All those times you thought you felt a text message were actually a cute lil ghost who wanted to be your friend.

You monster.

(via tastefullyoffensive)

-teesa-:

7.23.14

George Takei describes the moment when he and his family were sent to an internment camp.

(via rambozus)

voldemortcanyounot:

thebabbagepatch:

fearofpop:

A guy is taking his girlfriend to prom. He waits in the ticket line for a really long time but gets them. He goes to rent a limo. The rental line is really long but he eventually does it. He goes to buy her flowers. The line at the florist is really long but eventually he gets the flowers. At prom, she asks him to go get punch. He goes to the refreshment table and there’s no punchline.

you’ve got to be kidding me

I am in physical pain

(via chrisjamesscott)

Q

Anonymous asked:

reverse mermaids though

A

uusui:

c0rnmuffins:

uusui:

emma-relille-tunger:

uusui:

iceland is scary

are those giant marshmallows

we icelandic people harvest marshmallows, its the only thing that keeps us alive and healthy, every full moon the icelandic marshmallow god demands tons of giant marshmallows to be made in his honor, later these marshmallows gained its own consciousness and has been roaming around icelandic farms since then, so whenever you drive around iceland you will see these mysterious giant marshmallows in their natural habitat

Seriously though what the fuck are those

we icelandic people harvest marshmallows, its the only thing that keeps us alive and healthy, every full moon the icelandic marshmallow god demands tons of giant marshmallows to be made in his honor, later these marshmallows gained its own consciousness and has been roaming around icelandic farms since then, so whenever you drive around iceland you will see these mysterious giant marshmallows in their natural habitat

(via bereweillschmidt)

bailarina-raven:

Pedro Moon!!!

What is this and why is it the most perfect thing I have ever seen?

(via dragonsinparis)

ephemeral-elegance:

Machine Embroidered Jacket, ca. 1890s

Owned by Jessie Mason Webb

via NDSU

(via phobs-heh)