bloodyoathmate:

Plot Twist: Tumblr buys Yahoo and deletes it

darrynek:

rneerkat:

if somebody invented a shirt with a giant pocket in the front they would be millionaires because who wouldnt want to feel like a kangaroo

the-uchiha-avenger:

Everyone else on Tumblr:

Naruto Fandom:

drinkac1d:

dontleavemewithmythoughts:

and-she-dropped-her-fake-smile:

thisaintaroomfullofsuicide:

I am completely tearing up right now..this is so sad. I will definitely try to do what is said above and maybe this will start a revolution. Spread Love.

I’m reblogging this every time it appears on my dash. Fucking hell people were RIGHT next to them, and they didn’t even bat an eyelash, or think ‘Oh my god, they’re gonna jump, they have so much to live for, I should talk to them.’ No one ever deserves to kill themselves, but no one should be so fucking ignorant and selfish to just stand there and watch them do it. 

fucking crying.

Seriously how do people just walk by as if they don’t even notice? That is disgusting, and one day, I will go to that bridge, and smile at every single person that I see. 

bawling right now.

mermaidsandmisandry:

things i dont need in my life:

• wasps
• those stringy things on the banana
• commercials on youtube

ambassador-of-anguish:

shouldertappingghosts:

If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.

This is perfect.

antst00fs:

fuckme-bradtollman:

tehkukikookie:

S’mores Spaghetti - Dude Foods

“I made the chocolate noodles by boiling 3/4 of a cup of water and then mixing in two grams of agar powder. I then melted one and a half cups of Hershey’s chocolate and mixed it in with the agar solution along with 1/3 of a cup of chocolate milk to keep it from getting too thick. For the marshmallow noodles I followed the exact same recipe, but swapped out the chocolate milk for regular milk.”

fuck you

palms sweaty, knees weak, s’mores spaghetti

[M]y journey through the universe. My path through time and space. 

renious:

sassassina:

THAT’S NOT EVEN A real PICTURE OF HIM

THAT’S ASSASSIN’S CREED

[x]

THEY DID IT WITH CHARLES TOO 

doctorwho:

The explosion was incredible, I loved it! 

Behind the Scenes of The Name of the Doctor

Honestly, this scene made me feel choked up, because Azula obviously craved her Mother’s love, like Zuko had, but because she was so much more taken under her Father’s ‘wing’ as it were, she became a twisted version of who she would have been.

And this scene. This fucking scene.

Just take a step back and think:

• Her Mother is a hallucination here.
• Azula is bitterly saying ‘Even you fear me.’ And back at Ember Island, you learn that, even though she was a tiny terror, she was hurt because her Mother was scared of her.
• And the one thing that breaks Azula is the fact that a part of her knows exactly what her Mother would say. And she’d tell her she loves her.
• And she wouldn’t be angry, or disappointed. She’d be sad.

Atop the wings was a folded piece of paper, addressed to the New York Institute. After splashing water on her face, Maryse had taken the letter and read it. It was short - one sentence - and was signed with a name in a handwriting oddly familiar to her, for in it there was an echo of Valentine’s cursive, the flourishes of his letters, the strong, steady hand. But it was not Valentine’s name. It was his son’s.
Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern.
She held it out to Brother Zachariah. He took it from her fingers and opened it, reading, as she had, the single word of Ancient Greek scrawled in elaborate script across the top of the page.
Erchomai, it said.
I am coming.