fenchurchdent:

chicklikemeblog:

Playboy’s catcall flowchart.  

I’m reblogging Playboy. Somebody stop me. 
sparrf:

feelings comic
pvtleonardchurch:

jack-baraatwat:

Being friends with me consists of me sending you bad jokes at 2:47 in the morning

listen up you motherfucker
"A tragedy, when a mature mind and a romantic heart are in the same body."

mistitled:

*cares more about TV show characters and their problems than my own*

korpsekobain:

don’t hurt BEES. they just want to pollinate flowers and make honey. hurt WASP’s. fuck them and their old money, big mansions, and country clubs

"I am a very private person, yet I am an open book.
If you don’t ask…I won’t tell."
(via haileymr)

mdthwomp:

Unfriendly reminder that in America it’s reasonable to say an unarmed black kid deserved to be shot six times because he might have robbed a convenience store, but a white kid shouldn’t be kicked off the high school football team just because he violently raped a girl.

ohgodbenny:

So let me get this straight:

  • Benedict won Best Actor for His Last Vow
  • Martin won Best Supporting Actor for His Last Vow
  • Moffat won his writing for His Last Vow
  • Sherlock won 7 out of its 12 nominations

LET’S HAVE A PARTYYY

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"

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything,
don’t do it.

unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut,
don’t do it.

if you’re doing it for money or fame, don’t do it.

if you’re doing it because you want women in your bed,
don’t do it.

if it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,
don’t do it.

if you have to wait for it to roar out of you, then wait patiently.

if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.

unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder, don’t do it.

unless the sun inside you is burning your gut,
don’t do it.

when it is truly time, and if you have been chosen, it will do it by itself and it will keep on doing it until you die or it dies in you.

there is no other way.

and there never was.

"
Charles Bukowski (via lf250855)