twilightown:

CAUSE EVERY TIME WE TOUCH I GET THIS FEELING

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EVERY TIME WE KISS I SWEAR I COULD FLY

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CAN’T U FEEL MY HEART BEAT FAST, I WANT THIS TO LAST

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NEED YOU BY MY SIDE

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strawberry-harpie:

iguanamouth:

paper-mario-wiki:

if i ever become a millionaire the first thing i’ll do once my bank account hits 7 digits is commission iguanamouth to do an unusual hoard of every other unusual hoard shes ever drawn. every single item from every other hoard, no exceptions. i’ll also hire somebody to check and make sure she didnt miss any by making a spreadsheet cataloging each item from each hoard individually and then going over the checklist again and double check the megahoard to make sure she didnt miss any.

wow ! what a good post :) ! thank you for sharing. anyway this is the outfit im going to wear while im hunting you down for sport

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This is the best conversation between fan and artist

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haiku-robot:

surfcommiesmustdie:

celticpyro:

surfcommiesmustdie:

surfcommiesmustdie:

pissing directly into the water to make it as loud as possible is the second highest restroom powermove there is

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@iranianbanofclashofclans doing that with your pants and underwear all the way down

Now I know.

I meant more like this absolute fucking legend and actual warrior

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i meant more like this

absolute fucking legend

and actual warrior



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iwasthinkingofanimeagain:

sephizim:

gromdork:

hanksypanky:

100newfears:

and then romeo-kun and juliet-chan inevitably committed the seppuku

sugoi. what light through the window comes, desu?
it is the east, and my waifu is the sun. 

did my kokoro doki till now? forswear it, sight!
for i ne’er saw true kawaii till this night.

o romeo-kun, romeo-kun, doushite art thou, romeo-kun?
deny thy otou-san and refuse thy namae,
or, if thou ja nai, but be sworn my daisuki,
and i’ll no longer be a capulet-sama.

I’ve only seen this legendary post in screen shots

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bisexualgambit:

Told one of my friends that I unfriended my homophobic/transphobic uncle on facebook before coming out and they responded with “but how can you open his mind that way?” so just a reminder:

My job is to exist. My job is to be happy. My job is not to educate, I am willing to help you educate yourself, but above all else, it is my job to find peace that I’ve wanted for years. If someone does not make me feel good, why should I have to be a part of their life? I do not have to suffer so that others can grow. A blooming garden is not expected to keep it’s vines and weeds, so why am I?

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