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I could survive on the sex scenes from house.

Like never eat or anything. Just some how gain energy from house sex scenes.

strangelybeautifulworld:

nympherret:

like how much more obvious does this need to be made for people to get it?

this isnt even an exaggeration 
like at all

strangelybeautifulworld:

nympherret:

like how much more obvious does this need to be made for people to get it?

this isnt even an exaggeration 

like at all

(Source: america-wakiewakie, via itsacomicbookwonderland)

My Wife: Do you think Dumbledore tops or bottoms.
Me: Tops. Definitely tops.
My Wife: But... Grindlewald...
Me: True
aniceberg:

if you didn’t know, im the kind of guy to take on the firm belief that pop tarts are the real world equivalent of lembas. yes, as a freshman at an estimable state school,  i began buying out of desperation boxes of smores, raspberry and chocolate flavored elven waybread. i would keep the boxes tucked away in my drawer of nonperishable must have college food items under my top ramen (top ramen must be on top). I would always keep a foil pouch or two in my backpack for emergencies such as mild hunger or boredom. occasionally, after suffering through particularly dull lectures, i would open a foil pouch (what do real people call these?) and nibble at my verifiably non magical and non nutritious lembas (lacking its proper wrapping of mallorn leaves). on days where i was most aware of what a piece of shit i really am, I would eat my pop tarts while listening to some of the two towers soundtrack music (that one song about gollum makes me tear up a bit every time) and pretend i was walking across middle earth. its cinnamon for tonights snack.

aniceberg:

if you didn’t know, im the kind of guy to take on the firm belief that pop tarts are the real world equivalent of lembas. yes, as a freshman at an estimable state school,  i began buying out of desperation boxes of smores, raspberry and chocolate flavored elven waybread. i would keep the boxes tucked away in my drawer of nonperishable must have college food items under my top ramen (top ramen must be on top). I would always keep a foil pouch or two in my backpack for emergencies such as mild hunger or boredom. occasionally, after suffering through particularly dull lectures, i would open a foil pouch (what do real people call these?) and nibble at my verifiably non magical and non nutritious lembas (lacking its proper wrapping of mallorn leaves). on days where i was most aware of what a piece of shit i really am, I would eat my pop tarts while listening to some of the two towers soundtrack music (that one song about gollum makes me tear up a bit every time) and pretend i was walking across middle earth. its cinnamon for tonights snack.

heterophobicgoat:

stupidandreckless:

NOOOO NO NO NONO FUCK FUCK  FUCKIG CBS IS TELLING WOMEN NOT TO REPORT SEXUAL HARASSMENT BECAUSE IT WILL “DAMAGE THEIR CAREERS” and “HARASSMENT IS AN UNFORTUNATE PART OF CLIMBING THE LADDER” I AM SO ANGRY THEY ARE LITERALLY TURNING SEXUAL HARASSMENT INTO A NORM THIS IS NOT OKAY

This is an actual article and I’m still having a hard time believing it’s real.

(via randomsquirrel42)

You Cannot Rest Here

feelinranty:

meeplol:

Have you ever played a video game where you have to sleep to recover? They only let you do it if everything is safe. Otherwise they won’t let you sleep. You’ll get a message, saying “You cannot sleep now, there are monsters nearby.”

Now, remember the last time you just couldn’t get to sleep?

I do.

Don’t you fuckin do this to me

(via hannahbananahannah)

constant-continuum:

drakewinzz:

dolliecrave:

Pass this on Tumblr

This is actually pretty important

very important information

constant-continuum:

drakewinzz:

dolliecrave:

Pass this on Tumblr

This is actually pretty important

very important information

(via alpha-centauri)

depraved-heart-murder:

appropriately-inappropriate:

dykeprivilege:

jessicabeachgirl:

seethestarsablaze:

heyimrudeacid:

lesbii-cool:

*starts a fire in my kitchen*

*starts fire in my bedroom*

Omfg. Um. Hello there.

*Starts a fire in my pants!!!*

*gets trapped in lift*

The best part is that there’s a fairly decent chance, given the background of the photo (dry wilderness and scrub brush) that the firefighter in this picture is a Hotshot—
And Hotshots, along with Smoke-Jumpers, are sort of like… Okay. If firefighters are rockstars, Hot-Shots are Queen and Smoke-Jumpers are whatever Tony Stark uses to rev himself up for badassery.
Hotshots are elite firefighters who train extensively and are inserted into high-risk terrain in order to fight the fire on the ground. In layman’s terms—if there’s a forest fire threatening your house, the hotshots are the dudes digging the fire trenches while whirling beams of fire snap give feet from them.
And then, then, there’s the Smoke-Jumpers. As their name implies, they jump smoke. In layman’s terms—the fires the hotshots can’t reach by land? Those crazy fuckera PARACHUTE into forest fires.
Because jumping out of a plane isn’t scary enough, they do it in near-zero visibility, through scorching smoke, with the risk that the thermals and currents could blow them right into a burning tree, to pick a landing spot so they can then be in remote backwoods wilderness with minimal hope of rescue if something goes tits up.
So yeah. If this lady’s an urban firefighter she’s a huge badass. But if my guess is right and she’s a more elite unit, then I want to have her gay babies like, yesterday.

Whoa.

depraved-heart-murder:

appropriately-inappropriate:

dykeprivilege:

jessicabeachgirl:

seethestarsablaze:

heyimrudeacid:

lesbii-cool:

*starts a fire in my kitchen*

*starts fire in my bedroom*

Omfg. Um. Hello there.

*Starts a fire in my pants!!!*

*gets trapped in lift*

The best part is that there’s a fairly decent chance, given the background of the photo (dry wilderness and scrub brush) that the firefighter in this picture is a Hotshot—

And Hotshots, along with Smoke-Jumpers, are sort of like… Okay. If firefighters are rockstars, Hot-Shots are Queen and Smoke-Jumpers are whatever Tony Stark uses to rev himself up for badassery.

Hotshots are elite firefighters who train extensively and are inserted into high-risk terrain in order to fight the fire on the ground.
In layman’s terms—if there’s a forest fire threatening your house, the hotshots are the dudes digging the fire trenches while whirling beams of fire snap give feet from them.

And then, then, there’s the Smoke-Jumpers. As their name implies, they jump smoke.
In layman’s terms—the fires the hotshots can’t reach by land? Those crazy fuckera PARACHUTE into forest fires.

Because jumping out of a plane isn’t scary enough, they do it in near-zero visibility, through scorching smoke, with the risk that the thermals and currents could blow them right into a burning tree, to pick a landing spot so they can then be in remote backwoods wilderness with minimal hope of rescue if something goes tits up.

So yeah. If this lady’s an urban firefighter she’s a huge badass. But if my guess is right and she’s a more elite unit, then I want to have her gay babies like, yesterday.

Whoa.

(via randomsquirrel42)

real thing, bro
Jesus you weren’t kidding… That’s freaking weird.
yes because Kal Penn went to work for Obama and couldn’t act and do politics at the same time
Are you messing with me or is this a real thing.

WHY THE FUCK WOULD KUTNER HAVE TO DIE!?!?!?!