This I Like.

skler00ze:

Person who made this is a freaking genius! :DDD LOL. LOVED IT ;DDDDDDDD

hils-k:

squilf:

planetfuckingjupiter:

I am physically unable to not reblog this

#jawn #bail me out of prison jawn

#honestly sherlock

Why are otters so cute?

hils-k:

squilf:

planetfuckingjupiter:

I am physically unable to not reblog this

#jawn #bail me out of prison jawn

#honestly sherlock

Why are otters so cute?

I have so many Derek/Stiles feels, and I’ve never even seen Teen Wolf.
Aries: Yeah hold on I'm just going to make a really risky decision...
Taurus: OKAY WHO SAID I WAS WRONG?! FUCK YOU, BITCH I AM RIGHT.
Gemini: Commitment? FUCK. RUN AWAY!
Cancer: *sobbing hysterically in a corner*
Leo: EVERYONE LOOK AT HOW BEAUTIFUL I AM. DAMMIT, I SAID LOOK! FUCK!
Virgo: LOOK AT THE MESS OF THIS FUCKING PLACE!
Libra: ORDER! ORDER IN THE COURT!
Scorpio: SO. FUCKING. HORNY. ALL. THE. TIME.
Sagittarius: CAN EVERYONE HURRY THE FUCK UP.
Capricorn: *busy scheming ambitiously in a corner*
Aquarius: *not even paying attention to anyone and is lost in their own dreamland*
Pisces: I still have no idea what I want. Nor what is going on.
purpleneenee:

poorartists:

Paige Bradley created one of the most striking sculptures I’ve seen in recent times. Her masterpiece, entitled Expansion, is a beautiful woman seeking inner piece but fractured and bleeding with light.
“From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a race, a profession,” says Bradley. “I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?”

Whoa

purpleneenee:

poorartists:

Paige Bradley created one of the most striking sculptures I’ve seen in recent times. Her masterpiece, entitled Expansion, is a beautiful woman seeking inner piece but fractured and bleeding with light.

“From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a race, a profession,” says Bradley. “I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?”

Whoa