Please pick only one post type!

imagineyouricon:

imagine your icon has suddenly, inexplicably, become your legal guardian

overlypolitebisexual:

cat people: dogs are cool too
dog people: cats don’t feel love did you know a cat once MURDERED my MOTHER

So, you’ve seen us fight? We’re expensive but we’re worth it…

cecilyjeanne:

stunningpicture:

Moving out of the apartment

This is, without a doubt, the saddest photo I have ever seen in my ENTIRE LIFE.

neptunain:

"GENTLEMEN, WE ARE AT WAR WITH TROY AND MUST NOT DROP OUR GUARD AT ALL"

"sir, the enemy gave us a giant wooden horse"

"oh rad bring it in"

FINALLY I ALLOW HIM THE PEN ▷

lunchboxpoems:

You firestar. Pool of moonburst.
You turned my skin to dust. Rawblade glasstooth girl.
With your hot rage and bus ticket anywhere.
Never saw a woman run so many directions at once.
One night, you shined so bright the police came to watch.
Your bruises and shirt-shreds….

olddoom:

Art by Sachin Teng. Check out more of his amazing work http://sachinteng.tumblr.com/

damedonger:

accomplishment: making a cat sound at a cat and the cat makes a cat sound back

How do you know you’re not Cool Girl? Because he says things like: “I like strong women.” If he says that to you, he will at some point fuck someone else. Because “I like strong women” is code for “I hate strong women.”

reblog if you’re an asshole

shzrebelka:

SHIBUYA

track name: God's Gonna Cut You Down
artist: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
play count: 2474

radtracks:

GOD’S GONNA CUT YOU DOWN // black rebel motorcycle club

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell ‘em that God’s gonna cut ‘em down

marvelobsessions:

Steve desperately trying to high five Bucky in Captain America: The Winter Soldier

splitbricks:

what’s up everybody this is cr1tikal, im playin dramatical murder for the pc; now ive heard you get to fuck a dog in this game, well slap my titties and put me in a fursuit, lets do this shit

So, my sister and Robbie were never able to have the time together they both so longed for… and deserved. Which ever since I’ve… ever since I’ve always felt I prevented. But what sense of hope or satisfaction could a reader derive from an ending like that?