(Source: theinternetsanimals)
im no cactus expert, but i know a prick when i see one
I reeallly fucking hate myself.
just all the time.
Imagine if we’re all still on Tumblr in our sixties.
the third time I’ve broken my hip this week
YOLO
“Screw the new version of ‘Harry Potter.’ EMMA WILL ALWAYS BE MY HERMIONE”
“Introduced the grandkids to Avatar today. They now know why their daddy’s name is Aang.”
“Just bought Adele’s newest album ‘Adele 74’!!”
“Can’t wait for series three of Sherlock.”
“Can’t wait for series three of Sherlock.”
(Source: kisscolfer)
(Source: anthonally)
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i like my men how i like my tea
thrown in the boston harbor
I like my men like I like my wine.
Twelve years old and locked in a basement.
I like my men how I like my meat
ground up and in the freezer
I like my men how I like my books
bound in leather
I like my men how I like my homework
spread all over the table
one on top of the other
I’m so done with this site omg
welcome to tumblr everyone
the last one tho
(Source: alpakanaitis)
oh my god
i legitimately stared at this and went ‘what it looks fine’ and then it hit me. and i threw myself out the window. and then reblogged it.
Hey it’s my hometown.
