Haiya c:
hicklifestrong904:

applecrusty:

subhiismyactualname:

alaskan-dreams:

rosepetallips:

rawwrwithme:

itsthatjdbieberanon:

youth-in-love:

one of the many girls who re-blogged this is going to be my future wife 

to the amazingly beautiful girl I’m gonna marry. If you do this. I’m gonna love you forever.

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ahaha yesssss omg

This is perfection.

Ladies who reblogged this: Marry me.

Nerf wars are fun so why not?
you’re*

hicklifestrong904:

applecrusty:

subhiismyactualname:

alaskan-dreams:

rosepetallips:

rawwrwithme:

itsthatjdbieberanon:

youth-in-love:

one of the many girls who re-blogged this is going to be my future wife 

to the amazingly beautiful girl I’m gonna marry. If you do this. I’m gonna love you forever.

ahaha yesssss omg

This is perfection.

Ladies who reblogged this: Marry me.

Nerf wars are fun so why not?

you’re*

fleetstreetnightmare:

shittyme:


ionlyblogturtles:

livingmywayeveryday:



vickified:




“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”



lol yes, so then i can shave.



Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!

     One minute, 37 seconds.     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.     One minute, 29 secods.     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.     One minute, six seconds.     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.      54 seconds.     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?     30 seconds.     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.     25 seconds.     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.     20 seconds.     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.     19. Faster.     18. Quicker.     17. More rapid.     16.  It’s racing.     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.     10 seconds.     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.     5. My heart has given up entirely.     4. I stop walking.     3. Just waiting left.     2. Everything is about to change.     1. Deep breath.
     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s
     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”


^^^ THIS IS AMAZING

PLEASE?!

fleetstreetnightmare:

shittyme:

ionlyblogturtles:

livingmywayeveryday:

vickified:

If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?

lol yes, so then i can shave.

Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!

     One minute, 37 seconds.
     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.
     One minute, 29 secods.
     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.
     One minute, six seconds.
     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.
      54 seconds.
     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?
     30 seconds.
     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.
     25 seconds.
     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.
     20 seconds.
     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.
     19. Faster.
     18. Quicker.
     17. More rapid.
     16.  It’s racing.
     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.
     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.
     10 seconds.
     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.
     5. My heart has given up entirely.
     4. I stop walking.
     3. Just waiting left.
     2. Everything is about to change.
     1. Deep breath.

     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s

     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.
     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”
     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

^^^ THIS IS AMAZING

PLEASE?!

harperhug:

What if Logos Told the Truth? 

A series by Viktor Hertz.  

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This started off hilarious and ended up putting tears in my eyes.

niknak79:

Teaching puppy how to catch [Video]

me.

niknak79:

Teaching puppy how to catch [Video]

me.

hypocephalic:

salvatores:

“Are you hurt?”

Let me just cry forever over this scene and how sweet it is.

immafuckinlady:

steamedkittens:

cuteys:

I AM ACTUALLY IN TEARS CRYING FROM LAUGHTER I HAVE NEVER LAUGHED SO HARD AT A VIDEO IN MY LIFE OH MY 

IM FUCKING PEING MYSELRF HOLY SHIT

oHMY GOD KANGAROO

His friend does a fucking fantastic job at keeping a straight face. I would have fucked up this video the whole time.

causeloveisallivegot:

myantiquehabibi:

mrsmonarch:

itsconsiderate:

inebreeation:

ianbrooks:

Bioshock Infinite: Elizabeth Cosplay by Anna Ormeli

I may not be afraid of God, but I’m definitely afraid of how awesome Anna’s near-clone-like cosplay of Elizabeth from Bioshock Infinite is, even nailing the same scenes and facial expressions. Really makes you wonder if the creators of the game concocted the character themselves, or if they perhaps had access to a Tear in another dimension and reverse-engineered the appropriately named Anna.

Artist: DeviantArt / Facebook

marry me

This is scary how much she looks like the character.

They modeled all the art work after her. That’s why. 

when I first saw the last one I thought it was a painting

Her cosplay of Elizabeth was so hardcore, that Irrational HIRED her to be the model for all the Elizabeth trailers and whatnot. That’s a damn good cosplay.


Due to high sulfur levels, inhabitants of the Izu Islands had to wear gas masks to survive. What results? Some of the scariest wedding photos ever.

Due to high sulfur levels, inhabitants of the Izu Islands had to wear gas masks to survive. What results? Some of the scariest wedding photos ever.

Hey hows it goin?

It goes well. how art thou?

Hi

Hello.

Awe pleased to meet you, Kevin ^~^ How's your day going? :3

amazing as tits. hows yours.

foodnun:

THIS is great