egberts:

*goes to a party and awkwardly follows freind around the entire time*

iantojonses:

if they don’t make wonder woman this feminist in the movie then i’ll be severely disappointed

iantojonses:

if they don’t make wonder woman this feminist in the movie then i’ll be severely disappointed

glittermorgue:

moon—cunt:

this should be published in a book of poetry

glittermorgue:

moon—cunt:

this should be published in a book of poetry

raspbeary:

listen im the baddest in the school the baddest in the game excuse me  honey but nobodys in my lane

raspbeary:

listen im the baddest in the school the baddest in the game excuse me  honey but nobodys in my lane

youngpreciosa:

me 2 seconds into the previews 

youngpreciosa:

me 2 seconds into the previews 


"I guess it is true… Aryll really has been kidnapped… Hasn’t she? What kind of monster could take such a sweet, young child?"

"I guess it is true… Aryll really has been kidnapped… Hasn’t she? What kind of monster could take such a sweet, young child?"

ziakid:

choosing a gender in an rpg more like do i wanna be a girl or do i wanna romance girls

Me: wow i like this album
Me: i think i'll listen to it until i don't
humansofnewyork:

“My younger brother killed himself when he was sixteen. He found my Dad’s old gun in the ceiling panels of the office. The strange thing is, when he came home from school that day, my grandmother was cooking in the kitchen, and he asked her to make him a plate. Then before she could finish, he was dead. So we wonder, maybe he was just playing with the gun and it accidentally went off. There wasn’t a note or anything. My biggest regret is that he’d recently asked me for money to sign up for Tae Kwon Do lessons. And I always gave him money when he asked. But this time I didn’t, because I was newly married and we were pinching pennies. I always wonder if he’d have learned something in those lessons that would have changed his view of life.”

humansofnewyork:

“My younger brother killed himself when he was sixteen. He found my Dad’s old gun in the ceiling panels of the office. The strange thing is, when he came home from school that day, my grandmother was cooking in the kitchen, and he asked her to make him a plate. Then before she could finish, he was dead. So we wonder, maybe he was just playing with the gun and it accidentally went off. There wasn’t a note or anything. My biggest regret is that he’d recently asked me for money to sign up for Tae Kwon Do lessons. And I always gave him money when he asked. But this time I didn’t, because I was newly married and we were pinching pennies. I always wonder if he’d have learned something in those lessons that would have changed his view of life.”