Skitter Skatter pitter patter run from the beast
Love yourself with all you have. Because when it comes Down to it, all you really have is you till the day you die.

Love yourself with all you have. Because when it comes Down to it, all you really have is you till the day you die.

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14 hours ago
bopeep:

this is what im on tumblr for

bopeep:

this is what im on tumblr for

(Source: corgis-everywhere, via castielshugs)

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1 day ago
officiallalexgaskarth:

game84cube:

wholock-r-a-dorkiplier:

DID I JUST GET FUCKING KISSED BY thE MOST ADORABLE FUCKING POKEMON IN EXISTENCe?

If you don’t have a Pikachu kissing you on your blog, then what blog are you running?

Not a very good one obviously.

officiallalexgaskarth:

game84cube:

wholock-r-a-dorkiplier:

DID I JUST GET FUCKING KISSED BY thE MOST ADORABLE FUCKING POKEMON IN EXISTENCe?

If you don’t have a Pikachu kissing you on your blog, then what blog are you running?

Not a very good one obviously.

(Source: neogohann, via theintroverteddinosaur)

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1 day ago

hatchan:

I’m sorry I will never get over the fact that Jack Skellington made a halloween decoration based on Roxas

(via kreazl)

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1 day ago
Anonymous asked: does every guy like a squirter?


Answer:

get-you-wet:

Some prefer a Charmander or a Bulbasaur. 

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1 day ago
time-sponges:

You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry.  You agree to get him dinner. You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food. Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don’t understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry.  Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger.

time-sponges:

You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry.  You agree to get him dinner. You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food. Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don’t understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry.  Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger.

(Source: skelepponies, via nostopdasgay)

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1 day ago

letassi:

i cant stop fuckjng laughing

(via welp-im-dead)

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1 day ago
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