Chase these days down with talks
why is my otp on this horrible show
8 word story (via helloblondiex)

nobody-but-mebody:

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I DIDN’T MEAN IT 

phosphorescentt:

can we please destroy this idea that a person has to talk to you every minute of every day to like you

texting all day is not natural

force communication all hours of the day is not natural

pokemoneggs:

friendly reminder that the only reason fictional characters “choose” anything is because real actual people write them that way

draumstafir:

rogerrrs:

i wanna go for walks in the middle of the night but i also dont want to die ya feel

just girly things

give-a-fuck-about-nature:

He is fucking awesome!

pr1nceshawn:

Shocking Truths Behind What Cat Behaviors Really Mean…

my hair is fabulous right now and you’re just going to have to trust me on that

New lipstick

New lipstick

My Least Favorite Trope (and this post will include spoilers for The Lego Movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, The Matrix, Western Civilization, and—cod help me—Bulletproof Monk*.) is the thing where there’s an awesome, smart, wonderful, powerful female character who by all rights ought to be the Chosen One and the hero of the movie, who is tasked with taking care of some generally ineffectual male character who is, for reasons of wish fulfillment, actually the person the film focuses on. She mentors him, she teaches him, and she inevitably becomes his girlfriend… and he gets the job she wanted: he gets to be the Chosen One even though she’s obviously far more qualified. And all he has to do to get it and deserve it is Man Up and Take Responsibility.

And that’s it. Every god-damned time. The mere fact of naming the films above and naming the trope gives away the entire plot and character arc of every single movie.

Elizabeth Bear - My Least Favorite Trope (via feministquotes)

chicagno:

when a casual conversation with your parents turns into a lectureimage

jesuschill:

*dies trying to hit the high notes in Chandelier*

i-am-momo-senpai:

please unmute this vine, I swear