thearideziak:

that-fangirl-there:

thrillsurfer:

I can’t wait to get married because its like a sleepover every night with your best friend.

That’s the cutest description of marriage I’m not even joking

It’s better than ‘betting someone half your stuff that you’ll love them forever’

dansnipplehair:

orlandobloomers:

why is this dude wasting his fucking money on cigs when hes not gonna smoke em your fucking metaphor isnt worth that much homie get a job 

(Source: prettylittletmi)

teenage-fandoms:

221cbakerstreet:

jadeklaus:

I WOKE UP HOME ALONE AND image

THERE IS A DEERR IN MY HOUSE KJGKJKLLKJ I’M SCARED IT WON’T GO OUTSIDE NAD IT’S EATING MY DOGS FOOD

why would you ever want it to leave it is a magical woodland friend

I love how this picture is obviously taken by someone who is hiding behind a couch

(Source: legsopenforliz)

brucebannrs:

How It Should Have Ended: Frozen [x]

der-prinz-aus-stahl:

flyawaymax:

That’s the opposite of a problem

I’d love to know how this mistake was made. What was going through their heads at the factory?

"Are you sure it actually says 1,450?"

"Yeah, why would it be a mistake?"

(Source: anditlingers)

phantomseptember:

you-baroque-my-heart:

Sven Nordqvist is a Swedish illustrator whose best known books are Pettson och Findus (Pettson and Findus), the first which was published in 1985. The stories tell the adventures of an old farmer and his cat (What’s not to like?)

It’s clear why these charming illustrations became so popular. Over 6 million copies have been sold and the books have been translated into 44 different languages.

Nordqvist himself always wanted to be an illustrator but was not accepted by any art schools. Instead he studied architecture. He appears to have dove into an illustration career without any school training. Eventually, in 1983, he won an award for a children’s book and worked exclusively on chilren’s books after that. 

Oh awesome! I love these books!

cressus:

     No one before Bernini had managed to make marble so carnal. In his nimble hands it would flatter and stream, quiver and sweat. His figures weep and shout, their torses twist and run, and arch themselves in spasms of intense sensation. He could, like an alchemist, change one material into another - marble into trees, leaves, hair, and, of course, flesh.  
     -   Simon Schama’s Power of Art. Bernini

theadventuresofholmesandwatson:

itssexualhour:

so my boyfriend and I tried roleplaying the other day and we did the whole “professor and bad student who needs to pass” thing, only he wanted to be the professor, so I had to be the horny and failing student. I’m the valedictorian of my senior class of 400 and I have a horrible phobia of flunking, so when he whispered “you’re failing my class, you naughty girl” in my ear, I started crying and we had to stop

all I see is Hermione and Ron

'In a society where all adventure has been destroyed, the only adventure left is to destroy that society.'

(Source: intotheechelon)