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find out who you are and try not to be afraid of it.

addictionly:

mahinaalexander:

rainbowsaur:

andypseudo:

grumpygrizzlies:

Robin Williams street art tribute off Melrose in LA on 17 August 2014

Whoa.

Oh

:(

This makes me sad

addictionly:

mahinaalexander:

rainbowsaur:

andypseudo:

grumpygrizzlies:

Robin Williams street art tribute off Melrose in LA on 17 August 2014

Whoa.

Oh

:(

This makes me sad

thebeautyofmoonlight:

spookynyan:

consultingpsychopaths:

that’s the spirit

OH MY FUCKING GOD DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU JUST FUCKING SAID? DO YOU REALIZE HOW AMAZING THAT PUN WAS? THATS THE SPIRIT???!?!?! THAT IS THE FUCKING SPIRIT YOU DICKSUCKING FUCKBUCKET THAT IS THE FUCKING SPIRIT. THAT IS ALCOHOL. NAY, NOT SIMPLY ALCOHOL. IT IS A SPIRIT. YOU ARE LITERALLY LOOKING AT THE BOTTLE OF BOOZE HE IS DRINKING, AND YOU ARE POINTING OUT THATS THE SPIRIT WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY APPLAUDING HIM FOR DRINKING DURING GRADUATION BY SAYING THATS THE SPIRIT. YOU MY GOOD SIR HAVE SUCCEEDED TODAY. YOU HAVE SUCCEEDED IN MAKING ME PHYSICALLY BOW TOWARDS YOUR GREATNESS.THATS THE SPIRIT.THAT IS THE FUCKING SPIRIT. 

That is the best reaction to a pun I have ever seen

thebeautyofmoonlight:

spookynyan:

consultingpsychopaths:

that’s the spirit

OH MY FUCKING GOD DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU JUST FUCKING SAID? DO YOU REALIZE HOW AMAZING THAT PUN WAS? THATS THE SPIRIT???!?!?! THAT IS THE FUCKING SPIRIT YOU DICKSUCKING FUCKBUCKET THAT IS THE FUCKING SPIRIT. THAT IS ALCOHOL. NAY, NOT SIMPLY ALCOHOL. IT IS A SPIRIT. YOU ARE LITERALLY LOOKING AT THE BOTTLE OF BOOZE HE IS DRINKING, AND YOU ARE POINTING OUT THATS THE SPIRIT WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY APPLAUDING HIM FOR DRINKING DURING GRADUATION BY SAYING THATS THE SPIRIT. YOU MY GOOD SIR HAVE SUCCEEDED TODAY. YOU HAVE SUCCEEDED IN MAKING ME PHYSICALLY BOW TOWARDS YOUR GREATNESS.

THATS THE SPIRIT.

THAT IS THE FUCKING SPIRIT. 

That is the best reaction to a pun I have ever seen

Let’s face it — English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England, nor French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat.

We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices?

Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend, that you comb through annals of history but not a single annal? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?

If teachers taught, why didn’t preacher praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? If you wrote a letter, perhaps you bote your tongue?

Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? Park on driveways and drive on parkways?

How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and wise guy are opposites? How can overlook and oversee be opposites, while quite a lot and quite a few are alike? How can the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell another.

Have you noticed that we talk about certain things only when they are absent? Have you ever seen a horseful carriage or a strapful gown? Met a sung hero or experienced requited love? Have you ever run into someone who was combobulated, gruntled, ruly or peccable?

And where are all those people who ARE spring chickens or who would ACTUALLY hurt a fly?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm clock goes off by going on.

English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn’t a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible. And why, when I wind up my watch, I start it, but when I wind up this essay, I end it.

deaupeassmango:

deaupeassmango:

THE TIME STAMP ON THE VIDEO IS FROM FUCKING JUNE! THIS WAS NOT THE SAME DAY! BOOST THE FUCK OUT OF THIS!

BOOST THIS EVERYONE


It’s an 8

deaupeassmango:

deaupeassmango:

THE TIME STAMP ON THE VIDEO IS FROM FUCKING JUNE! THIS WAS NOT THE SAME DAY! BOOST THE FUCK OUT OF THIS!

BOOST THIS EVERYONE

It’s an 8

john-egberts-floating-arms:

bitch-youdontknowmylife:

So I was making gingerbread houses with my sisters because we were bored.

Here’s mine:

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Here’s my youngest sister’s:

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And here is our middle sister’s:

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Happy Birthday Jesus!

I know who’s going through their scene phase

infinitefern:

10knotes:

tastefullyoffensive:

Crazy Ideas That Are Borderline Genius

A Morgan Freeman Vocaloid sounds badass though…

redbarracuda:

I decided to visit the Boston Public Gardens today, to see the bench from Good Will Hunting, so I could pay my respects to one of my idols. I wasn’t alone, as crowds of young and old stood near, bound together by sadness.

Rest in peace Robin.

Andy Samberg and Mindy Kaling give advice to teens during the 2014 Teen Choice Awards

cosbyykidd:

siddharthasmama:

fiftyshadesofmacygray:

This made tear up for real.

And we all know the answer…

If this aint the realest shit right here man….

loveniaimani:

duchessofdeviance:

imhereforsookie:

"One chapter closes and another one opens as always and I’ve had quite the experience working on this show" - Rutina Wesley

Rutina in Glamoholic Magazine Summer Special  2014

there’s not enough of this face

Her arms are life.

eine-schachtel-pralinen:

mxxxxxox:

Let’s pretend every brush stroke is a metaphor for whatever you want. Don’t laugh, I will get better at this whole painting thing.

This are such beautiful drawings. OMG. I love these.

eine-schachtel-pralinen:

mxxxxxox:

Let’s pretend every brush stroke is a metaphor for whatever you want. Don’t laugh, I will get better at this whole painting thing.

This are such beautiful drawings. OMG. I love these.

awkwardsituationist:

from girl rising …to consider on international women’s day (and every day thereafter)