themajesticmountainscold:

moffats-army:

theuppitynegras:

siuilaruin:

aria-brook:

gentlenight:

wallflowersperk:

penchant-for-raising-cain:

“You fight like a girl.”

I’m sorry

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I didn’t

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realise

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that 

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was 

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a

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bad

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thing

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Reblogging because I’m sure the comic readers out there could add some more.

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yeah

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so sorry

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i can’t hear you

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over the sound

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of me crushing my enemies

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This list

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was looking

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a little

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white

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so here you go

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watch tha

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bodies hit

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tha floor

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this is the best post on tumblr, hands down

(via niehaus-dubstep)


cloudyskiesandcatharsis:

Brilliant Thought-Provoking Satirical Illustrations by Pawel Kuczynski

(via canyoubelievesomeone)



nayx:

this is like one of those tumblr text posts that never happened except this happened

(via catopeetamellark)


64memories:

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS TO BE GIFFED MY ENTIRE LIFE

64memories:

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS TO BE GIFFED MY ENTIRE LIFE

(via keepmegoingbaby)


dutchbag:

babyslime:

cyprith:

basedgaben:

garconniere:

tothecabaret:

1930’s Teen Delinquents

i.e. life role models

I’m just gonna reblog this again because it’s one of my favorite pictures ever.
That girl in the chair seems like such a badass I bet she was the leader of the crew.

I want to write about these girls.

When I was a teenager my mother found my grandmother’s (her mother) school scrapbook. It included things like photos, notes, and a two page spread of every demerit she ever received over the course of her formal education. Each of them set aside with little tags like she was so fucking proud of them. They were all for things like, “Unladylike behavior” or, “Skirt too short” or, “refuses to listen to authority”. I loved that spread so much.

I always have to reblog this.

dutchbag:

babyslime:

cyprith:

basedgaben:

garconniere:

tothecabaret:

1930’s Teen Delinquents

i.e. life role models

I’m just gonna reblog this again because it’s one of my favorite pictures ever.

That girl in the chair seems like such a badass I bet she was the leader of the crew.

I want to write about these girls.

When I was a teenager my mother found my grandmother’s (her mother) school scrapbook. It included things like photos, notes, and a two page spread of every demerit she ever received over the course of her formal education. Each of them set aside with little tags like she was so fucking proud of them. They were all for things like, “Unladylike behavior” or, “Skirt too short” or, “refuses to listen to authority”. I loved that spread so much.

I always have to reblog this.

(via rockinspired)




the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.

Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via viviling)

this couldn’t be more accurate 

(via dirtyflowerchild)

(via koesleryaya)


hotbandimaginesandsmut:

hotbandimaginesandsmut:

I don’t care who the fuck you are, or what you’re doing. You can take 3 seconds to reblog this.

This came up on my dash again

hotbandimaginesandsmut:

hotbandimaginesandsmut:

I don’t care who the fuck you are, or what you’re doing. You can take 3 seconds to reblog this.

This came up on my dash again

(via rockinspired)