wtfeveridgaf:

jumpingbutnotforjoy:

Goth

Out of every pun and play on words I’ve seen on this site, this is the one that makes me so unreasonably angry.


bogleech:

"I heart my car" she says as she pumps its hole full of love fluid, but their half-hearted smiles betray the truth. They’re just going through the motions, each silently wondering which will be the first to admit that the spark is gone.


popculturesavvyangel:

multidjc:

j-ckie:

romamochi:

profmth:

Mitt Romney’s family misspell their last name in the greatest Freudian slip in history.



i just spit my drink everywHERE omfG


I’m not even sorry


I CAN’T BREATHEA

popculturesavvyangel:

multidjc:

j-ckie:

romamochi:

profmth:

Mitt Romney’s family misspell their last name in the greatest Freudian slip in history.

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i just spit my drink everywHERE omfG

Is it wrong to love this?

I’m not even sorry

I CAN’T BREATHEA


upallnightogetloki:

yug0:

catbountry:

deadwaves13:

did-you-kno:

Source

This made me cringe so fucking hard

BEES? IN MY VAGINA?

bees in the trap

bees in the trap


loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.


australianpikachu:

australianpikachu:

*leaves facebook forever*

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surprisebitch:

me:

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you:

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jewist:

the worst is having a dream where someone loves you and you can practically feel them touching you and it feels so real and then you wake up and it’s like the life is being sucked out of you and the happiness just drains out of your body and you feel empty again


oddbagel:

jaxtellerhelps:

tuckedshirts:

pretendersrpa:

slippingintoacomabored:

traumacomplex:

no but imagine the tally marks turning black if their love is requited.

and then imagine the tally marks becoming a scar when the one they love dies.

Imagine someone with no tally marks meeting someone with 50 tally marks

Imagine someone with no tally marks starting to like someone with all tally marks scarred 

imagine aromantics with no tally marks laughing at this tally mark bullshit system

imagine someone afraid of being in love suddenly getting a tally mark

imagine someone married with a single nice black tally mark has a new one just appear

imagine someone with a single scarred mark that refuses to love again gets a new mark and it’s black

imagine someone who falls in love too easily having a lot of marks

imagine nurses at old people homes taking care of people with scarred marks, black marks, and no marks

Imagine a dolphin with human legs. Like a normal fucking dolphin except it gets up and walks around on human legs. Wouldn’t that be fucking nuts. Just my contribution to this post.


grawly:

I’m really confused is the official tumblr app for mac just a web browser that can only access tumblr


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