lay nudes at my gravestone, not flowers. flowers will wither away, but a bomb ass booty is forever
I can’t begin to tell you how much I love the acting in gay porn.
Only in New Zealand can you get washing machines which play the national anthem.
It was a very precious moment while it lasted.
Woah ho ho. the new episode of teen wolf totally starts off like a supernatural episode.
My computer is so old that when ever i get it running it sounds like its popping popcorn
HAVE YOU EVER LOOKED BACK ON A FRIENDSHIP AND YOU REALIZED HOW SHITTY THAT PERSON MADE YOU FEEL
YEAH ME TOO
The girl gasped as she watched her shoe fall from the roof of their ten storey apartment building. Her eyes widened in horror when her slipper didn’t hit the cold cement ground below as predicted—instead it landed upon the head of a passerby.
The young man stumbled and nearly fell over by the sudden assault on his head.
Dazed, the man looked around for what had hit him and found a simple, white slipper. He looked to the roof where he could only assume the shoe came from and found the young girl from floor six.
“Sorry!” She called down.
The man grabbed her fallen shoe and yelled back at her, “Wait right there!”
The girl hopped off the ledge and wrung her hands together anxiously as she waited. Her heart pounded loudly that she feared that it would pop right out of her chest. She debated waiting as instructed or fleeing. If she stayed she would definitely get an earful. If she left she could avoid him—but face his wrath another day and risk the possibility of her parents finding out.
Before she could make her final decision, the door leading to the rooftop flew open and the man stepped forward .
“Is this your shoe?” He asked though he already knew the answer.
The girl bowed deeply, “I’m so sorry.”
The man sighed “Sit down,” he instructed as he gestured towards the ledge. The girl did as she was told—too frightened to question his demand. She kept apologizing profusely as the man drew near and shook like a leaf on a windy day.
She nearly shrieked when the man knelt down in front of her and lifted her right leg.
“W-what are you doing?!” She asked in a surprised voice when the man took her fallen shoe and secured it back onto her foot.
Still kneeling, the man glanced up, giving the girl a view of his handsome face. “It is a gentleman’s duty to return a woman’s shoe.” He explained simply.
The man stood as a pink colour bloomed beautifully on the girl’s cheeks. “T-thank you…”
A smile tugged at the man’s lips. “No need to thank me.”
“Wha—” The girl began to ask when the man placed two large hands on her shoulders but was cut short when he pushed her backwards.
Down she fell, a scream stuck in her throat. The last thing she saw before she met the hard ground was the back of the man’s retreating back.
oH MY GOD
I THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE SOME INSPIRATIONAL HIPSTER POST BUT I THOUGHT WRONG
the mother of all plot twits
eternal plot twist/mind fuck
I DIDN’T KNOW BBC HAD TUMBLR
If we can’t write diversity into sci-fi, then what’s the point? You don’t create new worlds to give them all the same limits of the old ones.
Jane Espenson (from interview with Advocate.com)\
I dunno how many which ways this needs to be said
I feel like crying. Its kinda just hit me I’ve basically lost my best friend. I haven’t talked to her for weeks. Haven’t hung out in weeks. This is fucking horrible. All I want to do is say hi and give her a hug.
m M MI ND PALACEE
WHY THE HELL
I love tattoos so much, like not just my own ones, but everything on anybody. The art, the colours, the story, the way that they just flow across the skin I JUST REALLY LOVE THEM A LOT
Periods, you no longer impress me. I am bleeding from my nethers, WHATEVER. Try something new, uterus. You make chocolate pudding instead of blood, then we’ll talk.
This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen