impossiblycastiel:

Steal Her Look: Dancing Emoji
Marchesa silk gazar gown ($6,950)
Casadei pumps ($1,300)

impossiblycastiel:

Steal Her Look: Dancing Emoji


Marchesa silk gazar gown ($6,950)

Casadei pumps ($1,300)


couples quarrel

andrejpejicjimmyvegafanfic:

boyfriend: hey baby i have to cancel our date tomorrow something came up

girlfriend: oh i’m just small potatoes. i’m not that importance.

boyfriend: -_-


samandriel:

unamusedsloth:

Day 77, no one suspects a thing.

I was so focused on the one dog sitting patiently in the back that I didn’t even realize

samandriel:

unamusedsloth:

Day 77, no one suspects a thing.

I was so focused on the one dog sitting patiently in the back that I didn’t even realize

(Source: unamusedsloth)


241,739 plays!

dandylionburdock:

my kisses used to turn you inside out


kingcheddarxvii:

Not the heroes we thought we needed but the heroes we really needed all along

kingcheddarxvii:

Not the heroes we thought we needed but the heroes we really needed all along

(Source: shopjeen)


(Source: imvaccinated)


mrozna:

milkscab:

haus-of-ill-repute:

Squirrel being fed by a marionette of an old lady being controlled by an old lady. My life is complete   

Life goals


#scroll out#reveal the giant squirrel pulling her strings

mrozna:

milkscab:

haus-of-ill-repute:

Squirrel being fed by a marionette of an old lady being controlled by an old lady. My life is complete   

Life goals


thickneyspears:

September 30th

image

October 1st

image


(Source: rhyse)



frozenfoods:

[esteban voice] thees ees a deesaster

(Source: terrorkion)


8,475 plays!


hospitalstays:

image

school cum

(Source: coolcorpses)


Tell me a bedtime story please
Anonymous

officialunitedstates:

Not many pieces of furniture currently have the capacity for thought.  It’s strange how we have all this computing power, yet we haven’t ever programmed a sofa to compliment you when you sit on it (“have you been working out or is that just my inner stuffing”), or a desk to ask you how your day was. 

"What time is it," you ask your bed.

"10:50," your bed replies, "Way past your bedtime."



Shiva