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zarratibarbosa:

Plus, every time I start talking to you, five seconds later I want to jump your bones.

(Source: stress-shamwow, via fuckyeahparksandrecreation)



megasilly:

okay okay but hear me out: wizarding tattoos

tattoos of cats that wind around your ankles, birds that fly across your back when you move, a wand that moves when you move your own wand, a map on the back of your hand that shows your current location

the possibilities are endless

(via theresanotherhellmouthathogwarts)


tagged as: #harry potter #agh

tagged as: #parks and rec


Foggy Dubai
Picture: This breathtaking view from the Burj Khalifa, the world’s tallest building, shows a thick blanket of smoggy fog smothering Dubai. The mist almost completely covers the skyscrapers which dominate the skyline.
© Bjoern Lauen/Solent News - Source

Foggy Dubai

Picture: This breathtaking view from the Burj Khalifa, the world’s tallest building, shows a thick blanket of smoggy fog smothering Dubai. The mist almost completely covers the skyscrapers which dominate the skyline.

© Bjoern Lauen/Solent News - Source

(via dawnsummered)


tagged as: #inspiration #this is cool

edwardspoonhands:

The first nine things babies don’t know are fascinating..,but the last one will blow your mind.

(Source: wheezytumblr)


tagged as: #gpoy #for bad days


docislegend:

write-love-art:

nicevagina:

bestrooftalkever:

BABY HUSKY HOWLING! BABY HUSKY HOWLING! BABY HUSKY HOWLING! BABY HUSKY HOWLING! BABY HUSKY HOWLING! BABY HUSKY HOWLING! BABY HUSKY HOWLING! BABY HUSKY HOWLING! BABY HUSKY HOWLING! BABY HUSKY HOWLING!

MY HEART IS MELTING.

I HAVE TEARS IN MY EYES

that is the most adorable shit I have ever seen

(via britishauthor)


dumbasschronicles:

penicillium-pusher:

Alternately titled: Why We Need a Change in Sex Education

during our test a kid said “we never learned about this word in number nine!” and the word was menstruation so if that doesn’t explain sex ed I don’t know what does 

(via britzophrenia)


"Sometimes even three deep breaths can change everything."

(Source: chloeharrris, via effulgentcolors)



feministcthulhu:

he looked in my swampy brown eyes,
and told me he’d glimpsed the hungry
cockroaches hibernating between my ears,
the places where i’d tried to dig them out
with soup spoons. from then on, i only
loved him with my eyes shut tight,
with the curtains closed.

i couldn’t chance that one day he would
peel back my cuticles, open up capillaries.
without the tarps to cover my insides,
he’d see the mothballs in my esophagus,
the rat poison in my gullet, rusty
wire mouse traps and gristled flypaper.
the emptiness of my torso would strike him,
how his voice echoed in every chamber.

he set out borax and cocoa powder,
but i didn’t have the heart to tell him
that i’d grown rather attached to
the bugs’ tiny footprints, their company.