you got that right, aunt may.
Reblog if one of your favorite characters has ever died.
Rest in peace, Mongo from Shrek 2. Your life was fleeting but you will never be forgotten.
i laughed so hard at the “i don’t know” and “something is wrong”
the twilight one is like abstract poetry
If you read it all together it’s like the most awkward, tense conversation ever.
"My name is Katniss Everdeen," I sighed. Nothing happened.
"I don’t know," he sighed.
Harry looked around, I shake my head and shrugged.
Harry stared. “I am seventeen years old.”
I frowned and he waited.
"My home is District 12."
Harry chuckled and said nothing. Now I wish I had.
I laughed. We looked at each other. I swallowed hard. He shrugged. Harry blinked and hesitates. I flinched.
He looked around. “I’m not really surprised.”
I took a deep breath, something he didn’t have last time. “Something is wrong.”
He didn’t answer. He stood up.
Because a man has to be a sociopath to love a woman with cellulite.
Fuck this world.
If all residents of hell look like Scarlett Johansson, I renounce my atheism and take up Satanism
whoever wrote this needs to be punched. a lot.
breaking news: man somehow isn’t repulsed at the sight of his beautiful, talented girlfriend because she has a bumpy texture on a bit of her legs
This just in: reporter unaware of how the female human body stores fat, having never seen one up close before.
If that’s what Hell looks like, I feel better about inevitably going there
remember last summer when american eagle had that modelling contest where you submit your picture to get votes and if you get into the top 20 votes your picture is displayed at times square in new york
i submitted this photo of me about to sneeze
i placed 12th and i was on the times square billboard for two weeks
i hate each and every single one of you all