Bitch.

kittyinabeaker:

jenoshmellark:

When an actor stumbles into their fandom on Tumblr:

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The longer that gif went on, the more I laughed/cried. 

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courtaa:

Seth Rogan for best boyfriend.

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shatteredjunk:

Just wanted to highlight the difference between two “busts” of zombified women from two zombie-centric video games. Left is Dead Island from Deep Silver and right is The Last of Us from Naughty Dog. 

Pretty stunning how they contrast considering they are both kind of the same thing. Ignoring the fact that obviously quality difference between one is mass produced as a promo item and the other is a one off commission, but just note how Dead Island’s is literally the torso of a woman with no head, poor breast anatomy (and anatomy in general) just to appeal to male gaze. Even in death a woman’s body must above all be sexy. 

And the opposite for TLoU, the top is a top you’d see on any person, the head (what’s left of it after infection) is entirely there. The anatomy is spot on the skin is gross the whole thing is legitimately grotesque as it should be. 

It just shows two really disparate attitudes to women and their own video game if you ask me. Just wanted to save this for myself to remember vov

My family has always been private about our time spent together. It was our way of keeping one thing that was ours, with a man we shared with an entire world. But now that’s gone, and I feel stripped bare. My last day with him was his birthday, and I will be forever grateful that my brothers and I got to spend that time alone with him, sharing gifts and laughter. He was always warm, even in his darkest moments. While I’ll never, ever understand how he could be loved so deeply and not find it in his heart to stay, there’s minor comfort in knowing our grief and loss, in some small way, is shared with millions. It doesn’t help the pain, but at least it’s a burden countless others now know we carry, and so many have offered to help lighten the load. Thank you for that.

To those he touched who are sending kind words, know that one of his favorite things in the world was to make you all laugh. As for those who are sending negativity, know that some small, giggling part of him is sending a flock of pigeons to your house to poop on your car. Right after you’ve had it washed. After all, he loved to laugh too…

Dad was, is and always will be one of the kindest, most generous, gentlest souls I’ve ever known, and while there are few things I know for certain right now, one of them is that not just my world, but the entire world is forever a little darker, less colorful and less full of laughter in his absence. We’ll just have to work twice as hard to fill it back up again.

— My only statement. My brothers’ are also online. Thank you for all your kindness, and goodbye for awhile guys. xo (via zeldawilliams)
Just started playing LoL..

So, if you feel like playing with me, add me! “Ristuccia”

“But I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.”
— Olivia Wilde (via purplebuddhaproject)

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memefuckery:

intellectualpizza:

memefuckery:

I had a hermit crab and a dollhouse…..

SWEET BABY JESUS I THOUGHT IT WAS A NORMAL HOUSE AND YOU HAD SOME SORT OF HUGE ASS CRUSTACEAN LIVING IN IT AND I ALMOST PASSED OUT

It’s okay, like 12 other people thought that

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legs-are-just-for-show:

replaying the same level in a video game for the hundredth time

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natsu-kanashimi:

Zoe Saldana appreciation post

nodaybuttodaytodefygravity:

pothepolarbear:

Some people still think Beauxbatons was for girls and Durmstrang was for boys.

THANK YOU

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beingapotterheadisawesome:

I don’t know if I should cry or cry

beingapotterheadisawesome:

I don’t know if I should cry or cry

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