important otp christmas question: who has placed mistletoe in every room of the house to get in as many kisses as possible and who is exasperatedly questioning ‘this is the 5th timE TODAY WHERE IS ALL THIS MISTLETOE COMING FROM?’ before sighing and leaning in
Phil Coulson’s definitive guide to finding a good babysitter:
having a crush is painful and horrible but not having a crush is just so boring
Shortly after the Ferguson shooting, The Economist reported that police in England and Wales fired their weapons a total of four times during the past two years. Four times —meaning in two years they discharged fewer bullets policing 57 million people than were discharged into Michael Brown’s body on one afternoon.
Let that sink in nice and slowly.
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Sleeping is nice because youre not actually dead and youre not awake so its a win-win situation
It’s like being dead without the commitment.
an open relationship with death
death with benefits
sometimes i think i’m arrogant but then i remember that julius caesar was kidnapped by cicilian pirates and when they demanded a ransom of 620 kgs of silver he got mad because he thought he was worth more than that and made them raise it to 1550 kg
He has also recited his own poetry to them.
^^
Bible: These characters are Egyptian.
Hollywood: Cool.
Author: I described this character as being dark-skinned.
Hollywood: Okay.
History: THIS PERSON EXISTS AND IS LITERALLY A POC.
Hollywood: Okay, but consider this…
If this post is about trying to get diversity, then yes. But if this post is actually about getting Steve Martin to appear in every film, then also yes.
2 reasons Fall Out Boy is incredible.
1) When their label told them to shorten the titles of their songs, they did… by taking out all of the vowels and shortening a song title to “Thnks fr th Mmrs.”
2) They have a song titled “Our Lawyer Made Us Change the Name of This Song so We Wouldn’t Get Sued.”
Fun fact: the original name of that song was: “I Liked You so Much More, Before You Were a MySpace Whore”
Reblog this if you would date an asexual person. I need confirmation that there is hope.
Reblog this if you would date an asexual person. I need confirmation that there is hope.
Quvenzhané is pronounced ‘Kwah-ven-jah-nay’. Poor kid has been dealing with so much crap while promoting Annie, I guess a few interviewers literally told her ‘I’ll just call you Annie because it’s simpler’ COME ON IT ISN’T THAT HARD IT WAS A 2 SECOND GOOGLE SEARCH. Also I think it’s a really pretty name! Don’t whitewash a little girl because you’re a lazy asshole.
Plus, for God’s sake, it’s four fucking syllables, we use words that long all the time in common speech, I’m sure you can trouble yourself to get it right. Christ, ‘interviewers’ has the same number of syllables and no one gets up in a twist about it. If the spelling gives you trouble at first, just ask and be nice about it and it makes the whole thing go a lot smoother (can you tell that I have some experience with the matter?).
- Failing a test you studied really hard for
- Getting replaced in a friendship
- Getting ignored
- Having something that you’re looking forward to, get cancelled
- Having to fight back tears in front of people
- Finding out that the person you like, likes someone else
- Goodbyes
- Showing your parents something you’re proud of only to get a disinterested reply
That last one always breaks my heart.
HAVE A HOLLY JOLLY CHRISTMAS
IT’S THE BEST TIME OF THE YEAR
I DON’T KNOW IF THERE’LL BE SNOW
BECAUSE THE WEATHER PATTERNS IN THIS REGION ARE HIGHLY UNPREDICTABLE
not only has this post has reached over 1k notes in one day but it has also been tagged with nearly every region of the U.S. as well as parts of Canada and Australia
I’m actually concerned for boys who complain about how different girls look without makeup. Like did you think eyeshadow permanently alters a girls eyelid? Are you frightened when people change clothes
tumblr recommended a snape/lily post on my dash i
you come into my house
you step over my husband
Ignore my crying son
Honestly, my goal is to build a life, and career, where I’m not constantly waiting for the weekend. I don’t want to live that way, where I hate five days of the week because I hate my life and job so much, that the only relief I get is Saturday and Sunday. I want to enjoy my life, and not wish it away every week. I want each day to matter to me, in some way, even some small way. I want to like my life, all of it, not just my life on the weekend.
I didn’t get any cake yesterday cause apparently my dad was still working on it.
He brought it to school today and I’m just-
how
is all of that
frickin sugar?
holy jesus
wtf i think your dad just defied the law of physics and pastries
How did he even bring that cake to school????
is ur dad the cake boss
everyone’s grandparents seem to have really cute stories of how they met, and like my grandparents met when my grandma was running away from police during a protest and she jumped on the back of my grandads motorcycle and just screamed “DRIVE FUCKING DRIVE”
I dunno man I think that story’s pretty fuckin cute.
Hey, my parents met harassing their Shakespeare professor, I love stories that basically start with ‘let’s fuck shit up’.
I got catcalled while I was walking the other day and I couldn’t think of anything clever to say so I just made the most hideous shrieking noise I possibly could.
I heard the guys in the car go “the fuck?”
Am I the only one who doesn’t like Cal or trust him with Skye?
- If Daisy is Skye, then Cal is Mr. Hyde, and he was a villain. Nothing good can come from that sort of backstory.
- He’s obviously very unstable. Probably THE most unstable character on the show. He can barely help himself, how does…
okay my teacher wanted a story that’s gonna shock him
so i wrote him a cute little story about a couple fletcher and mia falling in love
and the last sentences of story are
“so… what is your full name? i mean what is mia short for?”
“michael”
because my teacher is kinda homophobic, i am gonna force him into enjoying a fluffy love story with no gender pronouns and well what a shame you liked a story about a gay couple sorry man