gameofthrones-fanart:

Cool Game of Thrones Inspired Easter Eggs

gameofthrones-fanart:

Cool Game of Thrones Inspired Easter Eggs

officialfrenchtoast:

Accidentally sending an embarrassing snapchat to the wrong person

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weirdteenblogger:

still not exactly sure what studying is

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hoezay:

girlunderlou:

why does she try to act like 80% of her net worth isn’t thanks to that show

I wish more people saw Miley: The Movement, where she talks about how she is grateful to Disney for giving her the opportunity to live her dream and such, but at the same time is excited to be done with those control freak press machines that were on her for everything.

hoezay:

girlunderlou:

why does she try to act like 80% of her net worth isn’t thanks to that show

I wish more people saw Miley: The Movement, where she talks about how she is grateful to Disney for giving her the opportunity to live her dream and such, but at the same time is excited to be done with those control freak press machines that were on her for everything.

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sarahcaskeyofficial:

bae-rack caught ya slippin

sarahcaskeyofficial:

bae-rack caught ya slippin

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lastseasonsloser:

misha-let-me-touch-your-assbutt:

mishasminions:

IT’S BECAUSE THEY’RE FRED & DAPHNE

FUCK YOU AND YOUR BITTER JEALOUS LONELINESS HOWARD STERN

YES SO GOOD!!!!!

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cyberfricking:

when u type ;) instead of :)
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phyxiated:

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”
On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 
Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 
This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

Im crying oh my god

phyxiated:

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”

On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 

Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. 
I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 

This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

Im crying oh my god

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I found my roommate’s twitter…

egobus:

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wow i really got around on the second day of school

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i met her once and I’ve never smoked anything

…I don’t even drink alcohol 

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i’m a socially awkward virgin and i’m 99% sure that wasn’t gospel music 

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i don’t even have her number????????????

Lol

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datsenseofhumor:

beyoncevevo:

U KNOW HE DEAD

yeeeeeee

Lolol

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Lol

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smuppetbuttfluff:

veedeerest:

leanonberger:

summersxdelight:

durianseeds:


This is Alana Thompson aka Honey Boo Boo (Child).
She received $1700 dollars in donations from fans all around the world. Instead of keeping it for herself, using it for pageants, or for something else, she purchased toys for needy children in her area.
Her family gives to the needy AND supports equality for gays? Fuck you to whoever disses her. She’s 7 and shows more compassion than most people three times her age.

She’s my queen.

That is totally for publicity!

oh my god you’re right
let’s ignore this canned food drive they held too

oh right and this? $1300 in cash donated by fans to buy just THIS image of all these toys?
and oh shi-

this extreme amount of TOYS AND FOOD donated in a SINGLE night via their Christmas meet and greets with Santa (which Sugarbear dresses as Santa in the sweltering Georgia winter heat for hours at a time)
is all
publicity
and the fact that they take pictures of themselves with the *ALL* letters and trinkets their fans send them?

oh gosh, yes, this is totally publicity

Seriously, no one has any reason to talk crap on this family. They have never done a single thing wrong and look at all of the good they do for their community.

People hate them because they are Southern, overweight, and successful while still managing to be wonderful people.


Awhhh

smuppetbuttfluff:

veedeerest:

leanonberger:

summersxdelight:

durianseeds:

This is Alana Thompson aka Honey Boo Boo (Child).

She received $1700 dollars in donations from fans all around the world. Instead of keeping it for herself, using it for pageants, or for something else, she purchased toys for needy children in her area.

Her family gives to the needy AND supports equality for gays? Fuck you to whoever disses her. She’s 7 and shows more compassion than most people three times her age.

She’s my queen.

That is totally for publicity!

oh my god you’re right

let’s ignore this canned food drive they held too

oh right and this? $1300 in cash donated by fans to buy just THIS image of all these toys?

and oh shi-

this extreme amount of TOYS AND FOOD donated in a SINGLE night via their Christmas meet and greets with Santa (which Sugarbear dresses as Santa in the sweltering Georgia winter heat for hours at a time)

is all

publicity

and the fact that they take pictures of themselves with the *ALL* letters and trinkets their fans send them?

oh gosh, yes, this is totally publicity

Seriously, no one has any reason to talk crap on this family. They have never done a single thing wrong and look at all of the good they do for their community.

People hate them because they are Southern, overweight, and successful while still managing to be wonderful people.

Awhhh

(via mileycryrus)

Nooooo

Nooooo

(Source: theaverageeguy, via brittany-badass)