Yelling “REMIX” when someone stutters

(via shercock-block)

// from teapayne

shercock-block:

paigeleighs:

i love how this is exactly the same at uni

protip: this isn’t something you grow out of

(via anglophilewithanamericanaccent)

// from paigeleighs

[090512.2351]

teacher: its time to watch a movie

students: yay

teacher: bill nye the science guy

students: YES HFUCKYUBDHXUJHNIUFHDIjYAGEYSBYSYSUBBUIIKYDYSBUYGSUYDyrhUYSBNSYUHDYU

a riot begins as one student stands on a table and conducts the class, creating an eight part harmony rendition of the bill nye theme song

// from tterezi

[090512.2349]

(Source: fuckyeahthespianpeacock, via shercock-block)

// from fuckyeahthespianpeacock

[090512.2348]

(Source: andsometimesitshines, via shercock-block)

// from andsometimesitshines

[090512.2238]

(Source: fuckyeahbeards)

// from fuckyeahbeards

[090512.2236]

mrsstark:

One tectonic plate bumped into another and said…..

“Sorry, my fault.”

(via mister-wentz)

// from mrsstark

[090512.2007]

deathsentenceontwelvesystems:

Can’t find the name of the original artist. Whatever the case… woah.

// from deathsentenceontwelvesystems

[090512.1742]

what-if-jesus-were-a-timelord:

WHOLOCK.

THE FUCKING THINGS YOU DO TO ME.

(Source: consultingdramaqueen, via mister-wentz)

// from consultingdramaqueen

[080512.2239]

mymagical-childhood:

directionerfromdistrict12:

best. post. ever. made. on. Tumblr.

(Source: giantblondeshemale, via katiebane-iero-lambert)

// from giantblondeshemale

..far too young to realize.
how do you measure a year in the life? in daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
"it was many and many a year ago, in a kingdom by the sea..."
"frankly, my dear, i don't give a damn."
"if i touch a burning candle, i can feel no pain. if you cut me with a knife, it's still the same. and i know her heart is beating, and i know that i am dead; yet the pain here that i feel, try and tell me it's not real, and it seems that i still have a tear to shed."
"i think there's just one kind of folks. folks."
"all was well."
"it hides beneath the rose."
"have you come to make a martyr out of me?"
"to die would be an awfully big adventure."
"get busy living, or get busy dying."
"don't forget about mouseville."
"misery and degradation and death and nothing that god or satan could inflict would have parted us, you of your own will, did it. i have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine."
"always account for variable change."
"there's no man, dead or alive, who's going to fault you for living."

{this blog uses the theme gray days.}

i was too touched to see you clearly..