- sweat, tears, or the sea.
May 6th, 2013
“Your hair is red. That’s my second favourite colour.”
“What’s your first favourite colour?”
“Reflective.”
“Is that technically a colour though?”
“It is if I say so. I control words, they don’t control me. Now I imagine you want to touch my muscles. You may want to use both hands, they’re quite large.”
Hahahahahaha, PERFECT! I wanna meet this guy.
(via nevergiveupchildhood)
May 6th, 2013
“We stem from a root planted in the belief that we are not what we were called.” -x
compiled with help from Oboebandgeek99.
Very true.
(via nevergiveupchildhood)
May 6th, 2013
May 6th, 2013
Daisy on rap. (x)
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Hahaha, awwww yea.
(Source: wiigipedia, via yellowcrayon)
May 3rd, 2013
May 3rd, 2013
The doctor explains how the tardis is bigger on this inside (x)
Help. This actually makes sense.
Indeed, one of the most fascinating moments in Classic Who!
Time And Relative Dimensions In Space
OH
‘video is currently unavailable’
because we aren’t supposed to know this. logic has been applied to who and it makes sense. it’s like a fucking paradox.
Logic FTW.
(via nevergiveupchildhood)
May 3rd, 2013
REBLOG IF I CAN BE YOUR FRIEND.
& talk to you without being judged.
you guys can all be my friend come talk to me tell me your favorite color, your favorite type of cat, idk ANYTHING
Your favourite song to listen to while you cry into your sandwich at 3am. ANYTHING.
(Source: 100wordsneversaid, via nevergiveupchildhood)
May 3rd, 2013
May 3rd, 2013
May 3rd, 2013
What gay men give to the world. A-yup.
On the second one.
There’s this one gay club I go to that actually has a problem of straight guys going there to dance with girls. I guess these guys don’t understand that girls can also be gay, because they assume that any girls at the club are there with their gay guy friends.
So one night I was out on the dance floor, and I see this guy. He’s like over six-foot, at least, all beefed-up, muscle shirt, looks kindof like a douchebag. And he’s just circling the dance floor, in one continuous loop, looking at the crowd like a predator, and it’s creeping me the fuck out.
It’s creeping me out enough that I don’t immediately realize what’s going on nearby. Some girl has attracted one of the Assholes, who has proceeded to begin grinding on her. She’s pushing him away, telling him to get lost. He’s pulling that whole, “come on, don’t be a bitch” spiel, and generally just not getting the message.
BAM. Suddenly, the prowling guy swoops in, like some sort of Gay Avenger. He shoves himself between the girl and the Asshole, grabs the Asshole by the hips, and starts dirty dancing him like a God-damned fuck machine. Asshole completely flips his shit, like how DARE another man try to dance with him at a GAY BAR???, starts spitting curses, and tears ass off the dance floor and out onto the sidewalk.
The Gay Avenger turns back to the girl, inclines his head in an, “are you okay?” sort of gesture. She nods, and he returns to his previous position of circling the dance floor, looking for his next target.
Told this story to some guys upstairs. Apparently Gay Avenger is a regular there.
oh my god A+ ^
Best fucking story EVER!!!
Seriously, I think I love that guy even if I don’t know who he is. Also, the last pic made me giggle. ;)
(Source: wicc4n, via thegingerjew)
