compostura:

kenerics:

who the fuck is snapchatting in the serenghetti

Oh my fuck

(Source: hippopotalust, via legit-humour)


3 days ago || posted on 28 of September 14 , with 377,062 notes

tastefullyoffensive:

Missed by a hare.

tastefullyoffensive:

Missed by a hare.

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3 days ago || posted on 28 of September 14 , with 225,116 notes

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3 days ago || posted on 28 of September 14 , with 487,676 notes

mercedesbenzodiazepine:

I hate when you’re like “fuck it’s so hot” and someone’s like “well why don’t you take your jacket off?” Like bitch no…this is my outfit

(via legit-humour)


3 days ago || posted on 28 of September 14 , with 165,716 notes

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3 days ago || posted on 28 of September 14 , with 582,508 notes

trevenants:

#iconic

(Source: humanstefan, via the-absolute-funniest-posts)


3 days ago || posted on 28 of September 14 , with 172,121 notes

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3 days ago || posted on 28 of September 14 , with 282,299 notes

jingledink:

found two kitties cuddling by the sea

(via legit-humour)


3 days ago || posted on 28 of September 14 , with 346,927 notes

(Source: vampiregillies, via eegilllies)


3 days ago || posted on 28 of September 14 , with 48 notes

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6 days ago || posted on 24 of September 14 , with 89 notes

cumberlord:

I enjoy the simpler things in life, like sitting down with a good long gay fanfic.

(Source: nygaards, via gillies-interrupted)


6 days ago || posted on 24 of September 14 , with 73,175 notes

phandoms-united:

art-sex-drugs:

I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong. 

When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens. 

I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit. 

Signal boost the fuck out of this

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1 week ago || posted on 22 of September 14 , with 107,861 notes

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1 week ago || posted on 22 of September 14 , with 67,052 notes

mylittlebig-world-of-my-mind:

take-me-tom-hiddleston:

ship-it-all-the-way:

jadedfalling:

sickledsnake:

itsdorkgirl:


BOND is a tiny touch module. It can be a pendant or a bracelet but it comes in pairs. You keep one and you give one to a friend. When you touch it, your friend feels it. No matter where they are on the planet. We don’t do tweets, we do tickles.

gonna put it on my dick

THAT IS NOT THE INTENDED USE SIR

This is actually so cool because some people wear bracelets and necklaces and things as comfort items. I used to wear a necklace from my grandma to remind me of her and I would touch the pendant on it when I was feeling down or stressed. So imagine (if she were still alive), every time I did that she would know I was thinking of her, drawing strength from her.
And then imagine poking it and the other person feels it and pokes back and you end up in a real life facebook poke war.

I would send messages in morse code

magine you and your best friend have one. When the friend dies, he/she is buried with the bracelet. A couple weeks later, you feel someone touch your wrist.

Well this escalated from cool tech to perverted hilarity to something heartfelt then finally something out a creepypasta

mylittlebig-world-of-my-mind:

take-me-tom-hiddleston:

ship-it-all-the-way:

jadedfalling:

sickledsnake:

itsdorkgirl:

BOND is a tiny touch module. It can be a pendant or a bracelet but it comes in pairs. You keep one and you give one to a friend. When you touch it, your friend feels it. No matter where they are on the planet. We don’t do tweets, we do tickles.

gonna put it on my dick

THAT IS NOT THE INTENDED USE SIR

This is actually so cool because some people wear bracelets and necklaces and things as comfort items. I used to wear a necklace from my grandma to remind me of her and I would touch the pendant on it when I was feeling down or stressed. So imagine (if she were still alive), every time I did that she would know I was thinking of her, drawing strength from her.

And then imagine poking it and the other person feels it and pokes back and you end up in a real life facebook poke war.

I would send messages in morse code

magine you and your best friend have one. When the friend dies, he/she is buried with the bracelet. A couple weeks later, you feel someone touch your wrist.

Well this escalated from cool tech to perverted hilarity to something heartfelt then finally something out a creepypasta

(Source: ldrsociety, via gillies-interrupted)


1 week ago || posted on 22 of September 14 , with 497,931 notes

"A good writer with a sad idea and a malicious side is a person to fear." —

Me. Cause it’s true. (via godiscobalt)

(via counterpunches)

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1 week ago || posted on 22 of September 14 , with 31,466 notes

♥ Jadelyn's =Þ


Welcome to my bizarre brain. Enjoy your stay in this half psychotic & sick world of mine.

PeiSuen, 16, Singaporean.
8th January. | Lizbian & Gillian.
♥ Coffee lover. || Scissors player. ✂
Bade or Jori, 'nuff said.
♥ Forever Victorious.

I’m also the co-writer & owner of VictoriousFanfics.

★ Multifandom blog. =Þ

FANDOMS:
Victorious, 13 the Musical,
Sam & Cat, Twiƨted, White Collar, Teen Wolf, Misfits, 2 Broke Girls.