You know, Sometimes you remind me of Kat Dennings, sometimes of Max and sometimes of Darcy.. all in a good way. — Anonymous


posted on April 23rd with

about me: [1/15] female characters
└ Irene Adler, Sherlock.

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(preface: I’m the worst)

a few months ago I started hanging out around the university cafe really late at night with the express purpose of befriending the staff and scoring free coffee when I was studying

(and that’s a really fucked up thing to do and you shouldn’t do it because people have feelings and you should care about them)

but remember: me, still the worst


"hahahha they’re so dumb" I sneered like Gary Oak, sipping evilly on my free large mocha

but then today

I went over there and had like, conversations???? about our lives???? we made jokes and shit? 

I have become friends with the people 

and now they give me more free shit 

I think I just learned an insightful lesson about the human condition and I don’t like that one bit no thank you


posted on April 23rd with



seventeen magazine has officially lost it

Slap shaving cream on his face. Egg his house. Pour pig’s blood on his head. Set his car on fire. Do it for the Vine.


the first time giving a blow job like image





it’s a metaphor

The best part is that the crab is the symbol for the zodiac sign Cancer, so in a way even the crab itself is a metaphor

The Fault in our (Lob)Stars

Beyoncé listening to her music.


we can only sext if we roleplay as key figures from the cold war 

#i’ll be gorbachev#u can tear down my wall


you ever look at a kink and think “nah” then a few years later look at the same kink and go “actually yes”