australiansanta:

i forgot my earphones more like throw me off a building

do you ever feel yourself being annoying or antisocial but you just cant stop

(Source: cornerofyourmum)

laughparty:

How to spend hours on the Internet without realizing a novel by me

ruinedchildhood:

yo yo yo let it go

ruinedchildhood:

yo yo yo let it go

(Source: four-big-idiots)

(Source: sizvideos)

The cast, author, and director of The Maze Runner at WonderCon (2014)

(Source: mazerun)

oknope:

i don’t wanna be famous for the fame
i wanna be famous so i can meet other famous people

disastergirls:

waazuup | via Tumblr on We Heart Ithttp://weheartit.com/entry/67015198/via/fanny_soukupova

The Scientist - Coldplay
You don’t know how lovely you are

(Source: play-listings)

fallincastiel:

i am bored of tumblr but at the same time i am addicted to tumblr 

fandomacepilot:

sirspnstersociopath:

animeasuka:

this is a very serious show about very serious things

balthazar is what would happen if someone on tumblr became an angel like most people on here would change huge historic events just to get rid of music they didn’t like too

tbh i would pull serious shit to undo Blurred Lines

(Source: holyfires)

fantastic-mr-fucks:

to-ashes-i-return:

lotsofcatsandcheapwine:

death-by-lulz:

foxytricks:
accurate portrayal of how i try to show my affection

And I am so, so sorry. 

Too accurate. Poor Alan.

I don’t mind it most of the time, it’s cute.

fantastic-mr-fucks:

to-ashes-i-return:

lotsofcatsandcheapwine:

death-by-lulz:

foxytricks:

accurate portrayal of how i try to show my affection

And I am so, so sorry. 

Too accurate. Poor Alan.

I don’t mind it most of the time, it’s cute.

(Source: catleecious)

jonasbrothers:

nothingenduring:

jonasbrothers:

there should be like a really obvious sign that you’re about to start your period like the day before you start your pee should turn bright blue or something as a warning signal because I’m sick of this surprise shit

I’m just surprised the jonas brothers menstruate. 

you don’t know our lives