ceevee5:

blvcknvy:

Licia Ronzulli, member of the European Parliament, has been taking her daughter Vittoria to the Parliament sessions for two years now.

Every time this is on my dash, it’s an automatic reblog.

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Sometimes the past is something you just can’t let go of. The past is something we’ll do anything to forget and we learn something new about the past that changes everything we know about the present.
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A relationship where you can act like complete idiots together is the sweetest thing ever.
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Anonymous said: it sounds so fucking arrogant when you call yourself pretty like that lmao

thestarsdancelove:

unwinona:

kateordie:

demonicdorothy:

But I am pretty look at me im so pretty it’s not arrogance when it’s literally just a fact im so pretty

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SO PRETTY!!!!! ME!!! IM PRETTY!!! IM A PRETTY PRETTY GIRL!!!! 

I like this.

If a man tells you you’re pretty, it’s supposed to be this amazing gift you cherish forever.

If you tell a man you’re pretty, you’re a horrible, shallow, awful person and it isn’t true.

She’s hella fucking pretty, if I looked like her I’d be doing exactly the same thing

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alltimechemicalkilljoy:

the-tv-light:

lookatthewords:

goatsy:

Reblog if your cramps have ever

  • made you vomit
  • lasted between 2-3 days
  • stopped you from being able to walk or run
  • made you cry

It’s not considered a viable excuse on any occasion, and I would like to know why.

add

  • woken you up at night the pain was so bad

also

  • made you pass out

don’t forget

  • made you unable to stand up without doubling over and grabbing onto the closest object for support
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lilbijou:

moon—cunt:

prowlish:

superwolfboneswholockgiraffe:

spacemuffinz:

hawaiiansquirrel:

luanlegacy:

stanley-tsaii:

Just a set of quick photos I did for class.

you lost all your energy before you even walked out the door? you lazy bum

That’s exactly what a monday feels like

kinda what social anxiety feels like
I’M GONNA DO IT I’M GONNA DO THE THING WITH THE PEOPLE
*gets to door*
wait never mind i need to alphabetize my sock drawer

this is what chronic illness looks like. :( this is what I go through every single day. Only I’m at half empty before I even get out of bed… :\

exactly what chronic illness looks like. mental or physical. this is a great illustration, which perhaps people with more empathy than “you lazy bum” can relate to.

yeah this is important af

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things i like (as demonstrated by jensen ackles)

charmingwreck:

friendlyneighbourhoodpizzaman:

  • the jaw thing:

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  • the bicep thing:

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  • the arm thing:

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  • the back thing:

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  • the hip thing:

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  • the hip bone thing:

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  • the shoulder thing:

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  • the perky nipples thing:

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  • the butt thing:

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  • the tummy thing:

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  • the boob bouncing thing:

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  • the bowlegs thing:

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  • the whatever this thing is:

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{Jared Version} {Misha Version}

unicornbl000d
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I think, at this point in our world, we’ve got a really confused idea of the way that gender and sexuality work and we’ve created this really superfluous binary in the way we think about gender. I guess I identify as queer because I don’t identify with that. [x]

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The difficulties of a long distance relationship.

I know it’s nothing a plane ticket or a car ride couldn’t fix, but God, you don’t understand it unless you’ve been in it, unless you’ve felt it. It’s that feeling that hits your chest when you two finally say good night after listening to each other’s voices for the past few hours, and you’ll wonder why every time you say good night it feels like a good bye. It’s how even though you two just had a wonderful conversation your eyes start to fill up with tears because it’s a bittersweet feeling, because once they hang up, you’re alone again. Not just physically, but mentally, emotionally. You’re alone. It’s how a good morning text stands in for a good morning kiss and how a “what are you doing?” replaces hand holding. It’s how you two can’t help but talk about how every moment will be spent when you’re finally together, how a kiss will be more than just a kiss, how a hug is something that will last hours instead of seconds. It’s how you know that once you get to touch their skin it will be like touching the moon, and each little freckle will be your star to wish on, only yours. It’s how you will discover new galaxies in their laugh, how each little scar will be more than that, it will be a story you want to read, so you’ll trace your fingers across them like braille. You think of all this, all day, every day, every moment, even when you two are lost in conversation, you’ll think of it. And that’s the thing that keeps you hanging on, that keeps you going. The promise that every time you see the moon, you’re one step closer to seeing them soon. So you’ll close your weary eyes and dream of them in your arms. Once you awake there will be a message, “Good morning…” and your love shall be awakened again. (via thecarissamaestory)

that brought me to tears.

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starting-to-feel-just-right, I love you.

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thebeachthing:

Yet you still….nvm forget it

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Bill Hader is the dancing queen

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terezi-pie-rope:

sad-wayward-fallen-angel:

hotwhiteguy:

guys someone did it

finally

This is disgusting Ill take twelve boxes

WHERE DO YOU GET THIS WITCH CRAFT?! Take my money…

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