i love snacks as much as the next guy who loves snacks as much as the next guy, but these snyders honey mustard and onion pretzel bits things are fucking disgusting oh my god!!!
This is a wrong opinion. I haven’t posted anything in like a year and a half but I will stand up and be counted in defense of anything honey mustard flavored, especially if Snyder’s of Hannover made it.
Breaking news: this cat can manage to eat using chopsticks and I cannot.
Also: I’ve never seen so much crazy in two minutes.
This teacher breaking up a high school fight with nothing but his poetic words and suave manner is one of the top sexiest things I’ve ever seen in my life.
This is the best thing I’ve seen since The Lion King.
(via whydoihaveablog)
This is horrifying and I can’t stop laughing.
waka flocka ‘hard in da paint’ (bob ross vs dubstep vs jordan laws)
(Source: vimeo.com, via interweber)
OK I can go home now. (Taken with Instagram at Austurstræti Street Walk)
I think Iceland and I would be very good to each other
if I had one wish I would probably use it to end oppression but if I had two wishes I’d probably use them to end oppression and build up the confidence to ask ******* out but if I had three wishes I’d probably do those first two things and then my third wish would be to replace every instance of “Lana Del Rey” in every medium with “Rana Del Ley”, which means “frog of the law”, and which I guess would just, like, be like a frog who was a lawyer? Like all the pictures and videos would just be pictures and videos of that frog lawyering. And the album would be of recordings of that frog doing frog stuff in court? I think this subtle change would make reading the Internet or looking at magazines a lot more palatable for me
Thank goodness this post happened so that there was a reason for Lana Del Rey after all
(Source: dustinjohnbromley, via annicka)
your queen sized comforter and a down insert into one tie-less duvet by yourself when you realize that you’re going to suffocate in the fabric and die alone like Liam Neeson?
Jesus Christ, way to kick me in the chest with the hard left into tragedy! Every time I think about Liam Neeson’s life I get super-depressed. It’s the only legitimate emotion Love, Actually has ever produced in me.
And you gotta turn the duvet inside out and then match up the inside corners (it helps if you have some big safety pins to pin them together) and then turn the duvet right side out around the comforter and the insert.
Man, I’m stoned.
(Source: christinefriar)
and iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii will always looooooooooooove youuuuuuuUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuu
unlimited credit at the store of MY HEART AND SOUL
