youwishangelfish:

Imagine reading a book of every conversation where people have spoken about you

(via unbare)

amazzingphil:

[IT IS PERFECTLY OKAY TO LOVE A BAND’S MOST POPULAR SONG THERE IS A REASON IT IS THEIR MOST POPULAR SONG]

(via softtitty)

nonymoose:

forevermisslady:

bitch-i-might-be-hannibal:

nonymoose:

oh my god

Sherlock?

YES!

I was walking down a crowded hallway with my friend and she accidentally stepped on my sheet and I froze and said, “Get. Off. My. Sheet!“ 

Nobody laughed. Except me.

(via softtitty)

whidavrho:

The banter alone would be worth it.

loverstabbedaswordthroughmyheart:

i-was-so-alone-and-iou-so-much:

vangoghstars:

sparkafterdark:

glamour-parade:

How do you politely tell someone that you want them naked on top of you

I’m pretty much positive that’s why poetry was even invented in the first place.

for the constellations of your skin to brush against
the earth of mine
i would swim the seas a thousand times

(please let’s fuck now)

That was beautiful

poets

(Source: surf4ces, via princessthermopolis)

siempre-chill:

The internet is so convenient

• what the fuck should I make for dinner
• what the fuck should I listen to now
• what the fuck should I do today
• what the fuck should I do with my life
• where the fuck should I go for drinks
• what’s the fucking weather

(via borinq)

marielikestodraw:

pahnem:

mercuriesrising:

aparticularlygoodfinder:

Go to Starbucks. Order coffee for “Prisoner 24601”

When they call out your order, jump up and yell “My name is Jean Valjean!”

And if the barista replies with “AND I’M JAVERT,” you tip that motherfucker so hard

you tip them right over the edge of a bridge

you fucking didn’t

oh my god.

(Source: villainyandgoodcheekbones, via itsmerandi)