straight-as-a-curly-fry:

komlin:

livingonmusicals:

komlin:

livingonmusicals:

komlin:

livingonmusicals:

ok y’all 

how do i ask a boy out 

roses are red
violets are blue
guess what, my bed
has room for two

OH MY GOD NO

twinkle twinkle little star
we can do it in a car

STOP IT

row, row, row your boat
gently down the stream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
i can make you scream

I feel like the last one is verging dangerously into serial killer territory

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:59pm

purgaytorycas:

princess-island:

does the supernatural fandom have a gif for tfios?

image

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:59pm

your failure to understand that there are things much worse than death has always been your greatest weakness

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:57pm
It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you. F. Scott Fitzgerald  (via versteur) Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:56pm
  • other girls: straight hair, nice makeup, short skirts, fashion, cheerleading, high heels
  • me: short hair, combat boots, smudged makeup, cargo pants, face mask, metal arm, over 2 dozen confirmed kills in the past 50 years. i am the winter soldier.
Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:56pm

dimpleforyourthoughts:

ociaczek:

No place like home.

I’m sorry to jack this post but let me tell you a thing. The use of this significant shot right here; notice what’s right in the background behind Sam and Dean as they have this conversation. You see the batcave, you see the Impala, and you see Dean. And in the moment that Sam says ‘there’s no place like home’ you see him acknowledge that his home is composed not just of a place such as the Men of Letters Bunker. Sam is a little too scattered and sentimental for home to be a solid place, especially with the life he’s lived. Home isn’t just the Bunker to Sam. Home is a car, home is a brother, home is all those moments and quiet smiles and silences shared in the space between them.

I’d like to think that despite all his traumas, Sam has learned to define home in whatever ways he can, with whatever words and images he can conjure up; fractions of memories that flash through his mind when he most needs them, which take up a permanent place in his heart.

And people wonder how this boy saved the world by looking at a toy soldier stuffed into an ash tray.  

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:56pm

netlfix:

Not really feelin this whole school college work until I die thing

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:55pm

reallylameblog:

do NOT let anyone tell u that america is free, i tried to buy it once and it is in fact very very expensive

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:55pm

Marvel’s greatest extras. 

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:54pm

jaclcfrost:

i don’t care if a character is immortal i want to know their age. their exact age. i want to know how many centuries they’ve been around. if they died before they became immortal i want to know how old they were then. don’t give me that “age: immortal” shit. do not go there

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:54pm

make me choose
↳ 
deathlyhalow asked: professor mcgonagall or professor flitwick

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:54pm

vercxce:

My internet was down for 5 minutes so i went downstairs and spoke to my family

They seem like nice people

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:53pm

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:53pm

onsereverra requested Sherlock + the beating heart of London

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:53pm

hihiyas:

Same look and smile.

(via jessicawakefields)

Tuesday Apr 22 @ 03:52pm
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