luanlegacy:

well aint this some shit.
This is literally all I do tho.
nylonmag:

If you think you know La Roux think again
glass-cases:

So there’s this app that you can post anonymously about things in your area and this is my favorite one

Wtaf is dis bitch in the eau de gold advert doing omfg stop sitting and splashing in a giant champagne glass STOP TRYING TO BE DITA VIN TEESE YOU ARE NOT DITA NO ONE CAN EVER DITA UNLESS YOU ARE THE ACTUAL DITA stupid Paco Rabanne fools

paramaline:

mastermindenby:

plantgay:

kelbii:

plantgay:

42awesomesteve:

plantgay:

tumblrcon would be such a bad idea it would be like 75% scary superwholocks probably

sorry i think you misspelt brilliant

nah its a terrible idea have you seen superwholocks they are terrifying

What do you mean, terrifying? *Drinks salt*

what the fuck

this is more relevant than ever

 

(Source: 41omega, via slapdancing)

philyra-dreamhouse:

The Claddagh ring is a traditional Irish ring given as a token of friendship, love, or marriage. Claddagh rings, with or without the crown (most commonly with a crown), have come to denote pride in Irish heritage, while continuing to be symbols of love or marriage.
The way that a Claddagh ring is worn on the hand is usually intended to convey the wearer’s relationship status:
On the right hand with the point of the heart toward the fingertips, the wearer is single and may be looking for love. (This is most commonly the case when a young woman has first received the ring from a relative, unless she is already engaged).
On the right hand with the point of the heart toward the wrist, the wearer is in a relationship, or their heart has been “captured”.
On the left hand with the point of the heart toward the fingertips, the wearer is engaged.
On the left hand with the point of the heart toward the wrist, the wearer is married.
yungterra:

unclefather:

yungterra:

Now hang on a fucking second

ready to skeleton roleplay? I slowly take off my skin to reveal my creaky bones. my large pelvic bone is sexy to you. my teeth chatter. you hand me my top hat and I begin tap dancing. where is my cane

i remove two of my ribs and begin to furiously play your ribcage like a xylophone. “You like that?” I ask as I play my haunting melody
thatbawsasia:

Funniest shit ever . He glides so perfectly .