Threes by The Format: My legs gave in on 42nd, Lord, I think it’s a hint.
Carry On by fun.: My head is on fire, but my legs are fine! After all, they are mine.and also
I hear my mom shrieking downstairs, shouting up to me about “THE CATS! THE CATS!”
I run downstairs, thinking someone has died or something and see THIS:
I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING TO GET OVER THE ADORABLENESS
I GET SO EXCITED WHEN ALL FOUR OF MY CATS ARE IN THE SAME ROOM OMG
The car, and table in which they hucked
cigarettes are soooo nasty
LOL, howabout no
you put up a compelling argument
when you get your period at school
Conceal don’t feel don’t let them know
Make one wrong move and then the blood will show
Let it flow, let it flow, can’t hold it back anymore
Meet your new favorite Tumblr! B4XVI is gathering a collection of comparisons between pre-16th century art and famous rappers.
I feel like this is essentially how all of my friendships start.
Margaery Tyrell trying to save the day
Friendly reminder that the Duckbill Platypus is not beaver sized but the tiniest most cutest patootie being in existence
i thought these things were the size of like, large cats or something. ITS FUCKING TINY JESUS
that one celebrity crush that is both the cutest person you have ever seen but also the sexiest motherfucker on the planet