itscarororo:

adoot doot doot doot… wheee!

itscarororo:

adoot doot doot doot… wheee!

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professorfangirl:

fastcompany:

Awwww. Dad Makes His Goth Girl Feel At Home In This Charming Home Improvement Ad
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It’s the “hi-yi-yippee-yippee-yay” at the end that really makes it.

professorfangirl:

fastcompany:

Awwww. Dad Makes His Goth Girl Feel At Home In This Charming Home Improvement Ad

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It’s the “hi-yi-yippee-yippee-yay” at the end that really makes it.

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tonyballer:

it’s sad when you realize you aren’t as important to someone as you thought you were.

stateofutobitha:

cutely-perverted:

Sometimes I wonder how big my dick would be if I were a guy

so, here’s something. i found a calculator online to help you figure that out

onemaytolerateaworldfullofdemons:

The only sort of pictures you should be reblogging of Jennifer Lawrence

dkthedrugking:

setbabiesonfire:

I fucking love animals so much.

word

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viele-katzen:

marina-and-the-dragons:

spread-hope-inspire:

Tribute to Steve Irwin, a guy who genuinely loved nature and animals.

This man was beyond real

"Crocodiles are easy. They try to kill and eat you. People are harder. Sometimes they pretend to be your friend first."
- Steve Irwin (r.i.p.)

trustoneself:

My bank account is more like a countdown to my homelessness

nevver:

Train in vain, Pierre Folk

'Tell me what happens the first time you see a woman naked.'

'The first time you see a woman naked will not be like you imagined. There will be no love, no trust, no intimacy. You won’t even be in the same room as her.

You won’t get to smile as she undresses you and you undress her. You won’t get to calm her nerves with nerves of your own. You won’t get to kiss her, feeling her lips and the edge of her tongue. You won’t get to brush your fingers over the lace of her bra or count her ribs or feel her heartbeat.

The first time you see a woman naked you will be sitting in front of a computer screen watching someone play at intimacy and perform at sex. She will contort her body to please everyone in the room but her. You will watch this woman who is not a woman, pixelated and filtered and customized. She will come ready-made, like an order at a restaurant. The man on the screen will be bigger than you, rougher than you. He will teach you how to talk to her. He will teach you where to put your hands and he will teach you what you’re supposed to like. He will teach you to take what is yours.

You must unlearn this. You must unlearn this twisted sense of love. You must unlearn the definition of pleasure and intimacy you are being taught. Kill this idea of love, this idea of entitlement, this way of scarring one another.’