This haven (currently under construction) is an amazing amalgamation of everything and anything my soul desires.

cumberbatched-in-the-shire:

whitebeltwriter:

There needs to be a bar or club or something that when you walk in there’s a rack of different color wristbands with words like “I looking for-“

  • girls
  • boys
  • trans
  • anyone
  • no one
  • friends
  • etc

So that everyone would know who’s looking for who.

Like:

"Hey that girl is cute. And her wristband says she’s also looking for a girl. Sweet!”

Or:

"He’s cute, but his wristband says girls. Oh well."

you are the future

(via jediwizardtimelord)

fatbodypolitics:

priceofliberty:

thefreelioness:

The NYPD tried to start a hashtag outpouring of positive memories with their police force. 

If this were ever a bad idea, it was probably the worst idea for arguably the most corrupt police force in America. 

via Vice:

What the person running the Twitter account probably failed to realize is that most people’s interactions with the cops fall into a few categories:

1. You are talking to them to get help after you or someone you knew was robbed, beaten, murdered, or sexually assaulted.

2. You are getting arrested. 

3. You are getting beaten by the police.

In category 1, you are probably not going to be like, “Oh, let me take a selfie with you fine officers so I can remember this moment,” and the other two categories are not things that the NYPD would like people on social media talking about. Additionally, the people who use Twitter a lot (and who aren’t Sonic the Hedgehog roleplayers) are the type who love fucking with authority figures. In any case, #myNYPD quickly became a trending topic in the United States, largely because people were tweeting and retweeting horrific images of police brutality perpetrated by New York City cops.

In which the NYPD’s attempt at “public relations” backfires tremendously.

I started laughing hysterically when I saw this.

(via boner-burnham)

inaneenglish:

thetorontokid:

amuseoffyre:

saathi1013:

virginiagentlenerd:

1. Steve Rogers is not just some dumb soldier who follows orders, he thinks outside the box and asks questions and considers consequences.

2. Peggy Carter had plans to eat that boy alive before he became a delicious roast beefcake in Howard Stark’s hottie machine. 

3. I don’t understand people who didn’t enjoy this movie. 

LAUGHING FOREVER AT #2 BECAUSE PERFECTION

Roast beefcake is just added bonus:

image

a delicious roast beefcake in Howard Stark’s hottie machine”

you’re my hero

Thanks to that I called it Howard Stark’s Hottie Machine while talking to a group of fanboys at the local comic shop because I COULDN’T REMEMBER WHAT IT’S ACTUALLY CALLED.

(Source: rapunzelena, via jediwizardtimelord)

teenageshitbeak:

Let’s play a game called “Do I Lack Motivation in Every Aspect of My Life Because of My Depression or Am I Just Lazy and Scared of Everything”

(via mermaidheartsongs)

jesus:

peklaxdog:

angel:

asian:

ejective:

if lust is a sin and im horny 24/7 does that mean i sin 24/7

I don’t mind sinning more and help you out ;)

you two need jesus

i dont think jesus was into threesomes

you don’t know me

(via jediwizardtimelord)

renfamous:

British Kitchen Nightmares: “The risotto is overcooked and your restaurant needs new lighting.”

American Kitchen Nightmares: “YOUR STAFF DOES DRUGS ON THE CLOCK, YOUR FAMILY THINKS YOU’RE AN ASSHOLE AND THERE’S A LIVE RAT IN MY FOOD.”

(via itsdeepforhappypeople)

nylooms:

tupacabra:

image

it’s a metaphor

The best part is that the crab is the symbol for the zodiac sign Cancer, so in a way even the crab itself is a metaphor

(via itsdeepforhappypeople)

peppermint-prince:

i love hearing puppies running over to you

it’s literally just

pitterpatterpitterpatterpitterpatterpitterpatterPITTERPATTERPITTERPATTER

(via asexualellsa)