May 2013
wimpynoodle:
I’M NOT EVEN GOOD AT THINGS I’M GOOD AT
“People aren’t either wicked or noble. They’re like chef’s salads, with good...”
– Lemony Snicket (via likeafieldmouse)
wiitangclan:
wiitangclan:
the best way to a girls heart is punching through the ribcage
apparently this is illegal but dont let it stop you
realhumanbaby:
It’s very easy to look like you don’t care. Put a cigarette in your mouth the right way around, it doesn’t have to be lit, but it has to be the right way around. Buy three pieces of clothing that are all too big for you. When anyone looks at you pretend they’re the sun and squint a lot, but if it’s someone you love pretend they’re the moon and smile a bit but don’t cry too much...
magicconchshell:
imagine if you went to go see a horror movie but it was just a slide show of your middle school selfies for an hour
what she says: im fine
what she means: im doug dimmadome, owner of the dimmsdale dimmadome
“Please be a traveler, not a tourist. Try new things, meet new people, and look...”
– (via recklessasylum)
sirseahorse:
stabsinthe:
if gatsby wrote a letter to nick it would be addressed to “old sport” because i firmly believe gatsby doesnt know nicks name
#it’s at that awkward phase where it’s too late to ask him
Spock and Kirk's relationship in a nutshell
Spock: don't do the thing
Kirk: I'M GOING TO DO THE THING
denaerys:
holyfrackles:
safe-behind-bars:
anothergayshark:
I’ve never watched an episode of Game of Thrones in my life and even I know that you don’t fuck with the blonde dragon lady.
and that the kid with the crown is the human version of period cramps
and jon snow is ned stark’s bastard
that’s it
that’s the show
Lady Olenna: look everyone's a little bit gay
Tywin: no they fucking aren't
Lady Olenna: well maybe not at Incesterly Rock they're not
rockstarsushiman:
Official petition to replace yolo with valar morghulis
sinandserotonin:
I need you and a cigarette
the difference being I have a pack of cigarettes in the front pocket of my jacket
but I don’t have you coiled up in my lungs—
if I could, I’d rather have you in my jacket and the cigarettes far away.
mentalalchemy:
reblog me like one of your french girls
