wreckitronnie:

cvmfest:

ricotomate:

A bunch of drunk college kids tried to play “Alice in Wonderland”

I cry of laughter everytime I watch this. 

what the fuclk did i just watch

IM GONNAP ISS

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alittlebitgayandmore:

Shang’s journey to self discovery as told by me

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“But imagine Steve Rogers ferociously defending women who get harassed on the streets. Steve going super red when Darcy tells him about all the shit she faces. Steve publicly denouncing MRA’s and most republicans for making life harder for women and especially getting pissed when governors go on tv and talk about how poor people should just stop being poor because he’s BEEN THERE and he knows how hard it is to function day to day, much less deal with the people running your country telling you you’re a drain on society. Steve Rogers doesn’t like bullies, right, no matter where they’re from.”
Cam during a super discussion about a Steve Rogers who’s so there for social justice and modern values (via nollag)

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lazyeveryday:

vvankinq:

she looks so fucking pleased with herself

O_O

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chelle-the-zbornak-queen:

nowacking:

Good Guy Burglar

no you don’t understand.

he fully knew that he’d be arrested for breaking and entering but he still reported this.

he know he’d go to jail, but he put human decency before his own freedom and called out this disgusting sexual perversion.

and if you don’t think that’s the tightest shit ever get out of my face.

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“All of a sudden two decades have passed and you still have not kissed anyone with tongue, or kissed anyone at all for that matter, or had a 3 AM conversation with someone who would rather look into your eyes for ten minutes straight than talk. You have never worn a lover’s sweater or “forgotten” it at home in your bedroom just so you would have an excuse to see them again. You have never even stood face-to-face with someone who makes your hands shake so hard it feels like they’re both having a separate anxiety attack.
This causes you much guilt and self-blame and sadness but above all, an overwhelming curiosity. Are you really that ugly, that unwanted, that uninteresting, that boring, that no one, absolutely no one, has ever looked at you like the only thing on earth?
The answer is no. The better answer is that someone out there, somewhere in the world, is “wondering what it’s like to meet someone like you,” and they have two decades worth of love stored in their veins like a shoot-‘em-up drug, and they’re just about ready to inject it into someone else’s bloodstream. All you have to do is roll up your sleeves and wait for it to happen.
At times you felt so lonely you could stand at the edge of a cliff with nothing beneath you but air and grass and a long, long way down, and you’d still feel emptier than that canyon itself. Maybe you even danced with yourself alone in your room a few times, arms outstretched around a ghost, pretending someone else’s hands were on your waist, someone else’s eyes boring into yours.
Or maybe you fell temporarily in love with strangers on public transportation, fell in love with anybody who so much as accidentally brushed your hand on the way past. For you, falling in love with dozens of people a day was a coping mechanism for not having anyone to love you in return. But people are not eggs and falling in love with a dozen of them does not mean your shell will remain uncracked. One day you’re going to hit the point where you’re so desperate for human contact that you’re going to snap in half and all your love will bleed out like egg yolk.
But someone out there is eating a bowl of Ramen noodles right now, or putting on slippers, or settling into bed. They are doing all the normal things that you’ve done in your own life. They are just like you. They have cellulite and extra fat in all the wrong places and goals and fears and doubts and bad handwriting.
The truth is that they are just like you, and being just like you, they’re looking for a lover too. They’re what you might call a soulmate.
They think they’re all alone in feeling the way they do, but you’re really both two halves of a whole.
And one day you’ll meet them, bump into them on the street, and your two halves will be put together, and you’ll make one.”
— Writings For Winter - For Twenty Year-Olds who have never been loved 
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bluedogeyes:

Bollywood Steampunk : Salkcity by MakeupSiren

This lovely lady name is Sunahala Registana and she is my new steampunk original character. I love the way it came out. I been planning to this style for a very long time and am happy it now a reality. The Jewelry is 100% created by me.

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Photographer: Andrew Williams

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bigpaynos:

g-asp:

White girls

what the fuck are you talking about “white girls” she’s 100% right take your misogynistic bullshit out of here

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“I’m tired and all I want is for you to be here with me.”
— T.B. LaBerge // The Novel of Us (via forever-and-alwayss)

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peashooter85:

An ornate 6 shot wheel-lock revolving musket decorated with gold, silver, ivory, and bone.  Originates from Russia, 16th century, possibly restored or added onto in the 18th or 19th century.

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