ripelypine:

my favourite part of shakespeare plays is the person at the end that is like “see how these people fucked everything up. don’t do this. look at this fuckery. look at it. fuck this. fuck everything.”

(via booklovey)


lowse:

koalatea:

i dont need a boyfriend i need 12 million dollars and a donut 


willyciraptor:

zoewashburne:

drivedarlingdrive:

I’M SO SORRY FOR 14 YEAR OLD ME WHO HATED YOU YOU ARE AN ADORABLE PRINCESS AND I’M SORRY

(via booklovey)


Hannibal: He should have hopped faster
Hannibal: I have a considerate butcher
Hannibal: I'm having an old friend for dinner
Hannibal: I transferred my passion for anatomy into food
Hannibal: None of this is vegetarian
Everyone: What delicious food Hannibal we love you
Hannibal:
Hannibal:
Hannibal: You're all morons
Hannibal: My name fucking rhymes with cannibal

Harry Potter + Soundtrack

(via acheeles)


grimelords:

Telling the substitute teacher the wrong names: a classic. Telling the substitute teacher you are so old and born again every day, that ten thousand names could never define you, that you’re a shadowed mass swirling forth from jupiter, that your father is time and your mother is death, that you’ll swallow any scream of hers as you grow larger and ever larger: a super classic, king of the school, no homework ever.

(via askscoutmistresseileen)


angergirl:

AU CONTRAIRE
MY GRANDMA GOT ALL A’S IN “ETIQUETTE” (YES THAT WAS AN ACTUAL CLASS IN HER HIGH SCHOOL) AND SHE TOLD ME, “DEAR,” SHE SAID,
“YOU NEVER CROSS YOUR LEGS, YOU CROSS YOUR ANKLES. BUT THE GREAT THING ABOUT YOU LIVING IN THIS GENERATION IS YOU DON’T HAVE TO FOLLOW MY GENERATION’S RULES. SIT THE WAY YOU WANT. IF SOMEONE LOOKS UP YOUR SKIRT, JUST TELL THEM YOUR AUNT MARY WILL KILL THEM.”WHICH IS TRUE
MY AUNT MARY HAD A SWITCHBLADE IN A SPECIAL POCKET OF HER NIGHTGOWN UNTIL THE DAY SHE DIED
the moral of this story is
1. Sit the way you want.
2. My great aunt Mary was a fucking badass.

angergirl:

AU CONTRAIRE

MY GRANDMA GOT ALL A’S IN “ETIQUETTE” (YES THAT WAS AN ACTUAL CLASS IN HER HIGH SCHOOL) AND SHE TOLD ME, “DEAR,” SHE SAID,


YOU NEVER CROSS YOUR LEGS, YOU CROSS YOUR ANKLES. BUT THE GREAT THING ABOUT YOU LIVING IN THIS GENERATION IS YOU DON’T HAVE TO FOLLOW MY GENERATION’S RULES. SIT THE WAY YOU WANT. IF SOMEONE LOOKS UP YOUR SKIRT, JUST TELL THEM YOUR AUNT MARY WILL KILL THEM.

WHICH IS TRUE

MY AUNT MARY HAD A SWITCHBLADE IN A SPECIAL POCKET OF HER NIGHTGOWN UNTIL THE DAY SHE DIED

the moral of this story is

1. Sit the way you want.

2. My great aunt Mary was a fucking badass.

(via ask-the-nightvale-soldier)


overall summary of wtnv

secret police: cecil don't talk about the thing
cecil: tOO FU CKING L ATE

hasa-diga-eebowai:

It’s just a jump to the left

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And then a step to the riiiiiiight

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With your hands on your hips

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You bring your knees in tiiiight

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But it’s the pelvic thruuuust

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That really drives you insaaaaaane

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LET’S DO THE TIME WARP AGAAAAAIN

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LET’S DO THE TIME WARPS AGAAAAIN!!!!!!

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(via angryinternnoises)


rorytheromanblog:

stridersquad:

richwhitelesbian:

we need some new and more powerful swears

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this is the content yahoo paid for

(via angryinternnoises)