my favorite eye color is your eye color and my favorite height is your height and my favorite weight is your weight my favorite hands are your hands my favorite knees are your knees 

(Source: unironicgoth)

theinfernaldevices:

casual reminder that you don’t need to try and sink all other ships in order to keep yours floating. this is not fucking battleship.

exo-porntastic:

flexxx-wizard:

waterfallfish:

Ugh how do you expect me to decide what college to attend or who I want to marry or what I want to do for the rest of my life
I CAN’T EVEN DECIDE WHERE TO PUT A STICKER BECAUSE PEELING OFF THE BACK AND HAVING IT STAY IN ONE PLACE FOREVER IS TOO BIG OF A COMMITMENT FOR ME TO LIVE WITH

ACCURATE

deathofadeity:

iamwizz:

The year is 2060. iPhone 842 is released. The screen touches you

Half of tumblr finally gets laid

(Source: tom-bass)

Those moments where you desperately want to say something but your mind just

(Source: wordswordsworlds)

pandalot:

You are good at something, stop lying to yourself. You’re good at breaking down comic book plots, cooking ramen perfectly, making your friends happy, knowing the time without looking at a clock, getting the perfect ending at RPG’s, or figuring out the twist ending to movies. Don’t let society tell you your talents are meaningless because they don’t serve an economical purpose. Your talents reflect your interests and passions, and what’s important to you is important.

(Source: pandavalkyrie)