songofages:

drinkandthedevil:

OH MY GOD 

Reblog this everytime because of the cat’s expression omg.

i imagine he’s singing ~aaaaaaaaaa~

songofages:

drinkandthedevil:

OH MY GOD 

Reblog this everytime because of the cat’s expression omg.

i imagine he’s singing ~aaaaaaaaaa~

(via radical9)

justplainsomething:

batgirlrising:

moriarty:

saunterdown:

baruchsbalthamos:

littleblueartist:

never not reblog Scarlett calling idiots out on their bullshit

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and the shitty part is that once scarlett called them out on their fucking bullshit, she automatically became coined a bitch. a bitch. for being brave enough to publicly tell them what was so annoying about a still continuing problem for women in media

"You work hard making independent films for fourteen years and you get voted best breasts.” - scarlett johansson

god i feel horrible for her. i feel horrible for every single woman in this world. and it was to the point where she decided to get breast reduction surgery for her to be taken more seriously as an actress. what the hell is wrong with everybody

and i never, ever understood the hate towards anne hathaway. new york times magazine stated “Anne Hathaway practically demands that we love her.” fucking wrong. anne never gave a shit about looking stuck up when she was out there on stage, preaching for gay rights and how wrong it is for men to constantly sexualize and put down women in the media in every single interview where a man asked the bullshit question “what diet plan did you use for your role in les mis, i bet every single girl wants to know”. she knew a backlash would come from for being so strong and forceful with her retortive statements, but they saved the people that mattered.

and another point. kristen stewart. why in the hell do people hate kristen stewart as a person. women today are expected to act pretty. nice. be respectful 24/7, never argue back, smile pretty, be a lady. don’t make rash, argumentative statements, because if you do, you are not a lady. this is a message our society tries to suffocate women with. kristen stewart will not smile for you, or act like a fuckin lady for you, because that is not her character

yet people hate her because she decides to be herself. “god kristen, you gotta smile some more, talk more ladylike”

what in the fuck for? absolutely nobody knows kristen stewart’s personality. she’s a private person. but just because she refuses to lie through her teeth to seem like a respectable, golden lady of hollywood, she’s considered a bitch. “do this or that because if you don’t you aint a lady” god fuckin damn all of you

its really early in the morning and i cant think straight so if my rant seems messy im sorry 

PS… douche in the first gif is the same interviewer who pulled the same stunt on Anne Hathaway during her TDKR press tour.

None for you, Jerry Penacoli, none for you.

The best thing about both of these moments is that in both cases (even though it’s hard to tell with how this particular gifset is cropped), Renner and Downey are both obviously reacting negatively to the comment but just sit back and let Scarlett rip into the douchebags. Cause they know she’s got the situation fucking covered.

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cannibalcoalition:

You know what?

I don’t care if being a lesbian isn’t natural.

Its 2014. Oreos don’t have a single natural ingredient in them that isn’t distilled out of recognition. People get their vegetables from cans. They have made cruelty-free, lab-grown BACON. People fly around in big, metal machines.

I. AM. TALKING. TO SOMEONE. ACROSS THE WORLD. IN A MATTER OF SECONDS.

Not natural. Is not bad.

Your rhetoric is no longer a valid excuse for hate.

(via radical9)

darksilenceinsuburbia:

Gene Guynn

From A Life in the Woods

Via

(via arborwin)

curtisplease:

phew. 8 lives left

curtisplease:

phew. 8 lives left

(via arborwin)

madeleineishere:

I drew some girls throwing Kamehameha waves today this is one of them

madeleineishere:

I drew some girls throwing Kamehameha waves today this is one of them

skate-high:

I was having a bad day until I randomly got a text from a wrong number with nothing but this picture

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(via lilykaiburr)

shewillbelubed:

this is the best thing i’ve ever written

shewillbelubed:

this is the best thing i’ve ever written

(via lilykaiburr)

bobeestinger:

bleerios:

znks:

for-another-world:

me as a child

me as an adult 

me

not only are you guys dogs
but you’re the same dog
amazing

bobeestinger:

bleerios:

znks:

for-another-world:

me as a child

me as an adult 

me

not only are you guys dogs

but you’re the same dog

amazing

(via lilykaiburr)

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”
On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 
Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 
This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”

On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 

Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. 
I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 

This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

(via lilykaiburr)

asongstress:

timelordparadise:

feeblethekey:

whateverdoubleloserr:

chicagno:

RULES OF FASHION

  1. you think it’s pretty?
  2. wear it

okay but idk how i’m gonna wear you.

Oh you smooth fuck

you obviously haven’t read silence of the lambs

This went to a great place. 

(via lilykaiburr)

everyone:

hazelgrace:

augustuswaters:

okay?

okay

[SOBS VIOLENTLY]

(via lilykaiburr)

w0ndurland:

georgemallory:

nothing will fuck you up as much as the realization that there’s no real reason the alphabet needs to be in order

I HATE THIS TEXT POST

wait

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nosdrinker:

growing up is realizing that every single one of your problems is caused by you being a fucking idiot

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a/s/l? no fatties.

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