Roommate: You can’t keep watching that KIZNAIVER Opening…
Me:

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
hello vonnie

Product Placement

#extradirty

Love Begins
untitled

oozey mess

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
sheepfilms
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Today's Document
Not today Justin
KIROKAZE
EXPECTATIONS
RMH

PR's Tumblrdome
NASA

Kiana Khansmith

titsay
The Stonewall Inn

seen from United States

seen from Israel
seen from Uruguay

seen from Iraq
seen from Cyprus

seen from Ecuador

seen from Malaysia
seen from Serbia
seen from United States
seen from Ukraine
seen from Paraguay

seen from Russia

seen from Germany

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Türkiye

seen from Germany

seen from Germany
seen from Bangladesh
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
@itsaprincessleiatattoo-archive
Roommate: You can’t keep watching that KIZNAIVER Opening…
Me:
Sup, bitches? It's Charlie Bradbury. At least that is the name I am sticking with for now. I am...
This is an archive and above is the new blog
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
Don’t talk to me about this I’m not ready.
So I cut it with a flat one instead.
i bet a lot of people reblog this and don’t understand it
Ohh man, you’re probably so right. 86,000 people who don’t even know what “sharp” and “flat” mean in reference to musical instruments. It’s people like you, the truly elite, who can reblog this post to its full potential. I can’t believe the amount of plebians on this website, who do not know as much about music as you, who are reblogging a picture of a trumpet on top of a box without knowing what it means. Get an education, am I right?
…….It’s a saxophone…….
ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴀɴ ʀᴘᴇʀ: a guide
—— i guarantee that if you just come to my inbox in all caps and scream at me about something random, we will be best friends in .00984 seconds flat.
I don’t ever post open rps anymore because no one replies to them and it’s very disheartening and deters me from writing at all. Especially when others can make one-word openers and everyone responds. I don’t get it.
#i came out to have a good time and i’m honestly feeling so attacked right now
SUPERNATURAL: Why so sad?
ME: You know why
SUPERNATURAL: Don't be sad...
ME: ...
SUPERNATURAL: Here's a new character
ME: ...
SUPERNATURAL: Don't you like the new character?
ME: No. I don't want to.
SUPERNATURAL: Why not?
ME: Oh don't pretend you don't know.
SUPERNATURAL: It's not gonna be like last time
ME: Yeah right
SUPERNATURAL: I swear
ME: Whatever
SUPERNATURAL: Come on, it's okay, go ahead and like the new character
ME: I don't think I can go through that a--
SUPERNATURAL: Look at that great personality
SUPERNATURAL: Oh pretty too
SUPERNATURAL: Great chemistry with the boys
ME: Well, I guess I could--
SUPERNATURAL: Oh wow totes kicks ass and totes three-dimensional
SUPERNATURAL: Such great promise for the storyline
ME: OH MY GOD THIS CHARACTER'S GREAT
SUPERNATURAL: Are you in love yet?
ME: Uhh
SUPERNATURAL: Well?
ME: I'm not sure...
SUPERNATURAL: Look at that really touching back story
SUPERNATURAL: Doesn't that make you want to cry but in a good way?
ME: ...yeah
SUPERNATURAL: You can totally relate, huh?
ME: Yes...
SUPERNATURAL: Are you in love yet?
ME: Mhmm
SUPERNATURAL: Say it
SUPERNATURAL: Come on, admit it
SUPERNATURAL: DECLARE IT
ME: OKAY FINE! I LOVE THIS CHARACTER SO MUCH I WANT TO WRAP IT IN A WARM BLANKET AND GIVE IT A CUP OF HOT CHOCOLATE!
SUPERNATURAL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FANTASTIC
ME: YOU'RE BRILLIANT! THANK YOU FOR BRINGING THIS CHARACTER INTO MY LIFE
SUPERNATURAL: Yeah I'm killing it off
ME: WHAT?
SUPERNATURAL: I'm not even going to give it a proper send off.
ME: YOU'RE JOKING RIGHT?
SUPERNATURAL: Just a quick meaningless death.
ME: NO. YOU CAN'T JUST--
SUPERNATURAL: Yep. It's dead.
SUPERNATURAL: I'm probably not gonna resurrect it, just fyi
guys i think the staff has been watching Supernatural
Welcome Back to Earth|| Open
Charlie heaved herself off the ground, still gasping for air and wincing at the sharp pain in her ribs. That tornado came out of no where, sucking her up as she ran through the rebel streets in Emerald City. Before she knew it, there was nothing but the sound of wind, twirling, and finally the fall into a dying cornfield. Then the rain started.
Eventually, as the rain subsided, she got to her knees and inspected her hands. The scratches weren't deep, but they stung. Mumbling under her breath, Charlie Bradbury stood. As she dusted off the debris, she looked around. "Looks like we aren't in Oz anymore," the woman grumbled. She wasn't seeing much in any direction, so she started off to her left in the hopes of finding a road or a house. That is what people in the movie's would do.
As she walked, Charlie began to feel where the pain was centered. It was mostly in her rib cage, but the pain was just as intense in her lower back and right knee. It only took her three hours to find a farm house. Oddly, the red head figured that if she were in a field, she would have reached one sooner. With her luck, she probably headed the wrong way first.
Groaning, she dragged her ass up the three steps of the country looking house and knocked loudly on the door. "Hello?" she called out, then groaned; her ribs protested the muscle contraction she used to yell. Knowing she had no other choice, Charlie ignored it and knocked again. "Hello? Is there someone here? I...need help."
I can’t even look at this without crying again
Wow Orange Is The New Black Season 3 looks good