dropdeadesu:

aragaki:

i don’t get this. why does this have so many notes. does it have to do with the type of ice cream? Napoleon ice cream? Napoleon Bonaparte? is that Napoleon Bonaparte’s hand?

nobody explain

dropdeadesu:

aragaki:

i don’t get this. why does this have so many notes. does it have to do with the type of ice cream? Napoleon ice cream? Napoleon Bonaparte? is that Napoleon Bonaparte’s hand?

nobody explain

(via guy)


sekra:

YOU MUSTN’T TELL THE MAN OF IRON!

sekra:

YOU MUSTN’T TELL THE MAN OF IRON!

(via smuttyscribbles)



agirlnamedally:

*leans off the bed to reach laptop charger*

parkour

nomorecatsforyou

(via stop)


funniestpicturesdaily:

I just cant.WHAT

funniestpicturesdaily:

I just cant.WHAT


christiancd:

This broke my heart man.

(via casseym)


ironychan:

moriarty:

IM CRYING THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING I’VE EVER SEEN

Look at the actual painting, though.  Can we talk about the depths of Steve’s denial here?

ironychan:

moriarty:

IM CRYING THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING I’VE EVER SEEN

Look at the actual painting, though.  Can we talk about the depths of Steve’s denial here?

(via lindleyjo)


ofmiceand-clifford:

demonica-dawson:

time-lord-ramnikul:

knitmeapony:

demonhamster:

despotic:

suicidemydarling:

gigantorthemooseking:

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.
Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.

This fucking this^^^ 

I’ve always loved this.

I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.

Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.

Metal guys are one big family. Simple as that.

I remember seeing this for the first time like a year ago and not once have I seen it and not reblogged it because this is just amazing.

and we’re fucking satanists 

ofmiceand-clifford:

demonica-dawson:

time-lord-ramnikul:

knitmeapony:

demonhamster:

despotic:

suicidemydarling:

gigantorthemooseking:

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.

Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.

This fucking this^^^ 

I’ve always loved this.

I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.

Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.

Metal guys are one big family. Simple as that.

I remember seeing this for the first time like a year ago and not once have I seen it and not reblogged it because this is just amazing.

and we’re fucking satanists 

(via laurens-hot-booty)


gwenlightened:

rainekitty:

medschool-thenbabies:

Telling your son not to “be such a girl” lets his sister who overhears the conversation know that being a girl is not a good thing and she should be sorry and ashamed of herself.

It also reminds your son that being a boy is better than being a girl and therefore he is better than any girl he will ever meet.

In russian if you cry you get called a cabbage. Vote to change “dont be such a girl to “dont be such a cabbage” say I.

I

(via lindleyjo)


pale-fire:

Feminist Graffiti from the 1970s [x]

pale-fire:

Feminist Graffiti from the 1970s [x]

(via saffr8n)


saucylarry:

lockmyhearticantchange:

How to gracefully deal with gay rumors.

Forever reblog.

I can not not reblog this

(via casseym)


slomps:

Plot twist: Social and funny in real life, awkward on the internet

(via human)


upgraders:

my friend did a psychology class in high school and came to my house and diagnosed my cat with depression 

(via human)


Sam Claflin for Glamour UK, 2014
photographed by Matt Holyoak

(via sinnerlikedamon)