unimportant fun things i found

slytherin at heart

[showtimechamaco]

I was at Disneyland yesterday and when I walked into the Princess Fantasy Faire I welled up with tears as I witnessed a magical moment with the newest princess Elena of Avalor speaking in full Spanish to a small princess visiting from Latin America.

Representation matters.

[pink-blue-rose]

Oooh she’s so pretty 😍

[progressoftomorrow-deactivated2]

Me: crying at this beautiful magical moment…

Also me: I don’t understand what is being said except zapatos. They are talking about shoes and I’m crying again.

[showtimechamaco]

I guess I should’ve translated for the non-Spanish speakers. Elena: “Your shoes are so sparkly! You know my grandmother always says a princess needs something sparkly so everyone knows that you are a princess and look; you have your crown, your dress and your shoes. Everything is so beautiful!”

[mothsarepreciousbabs]

not what I usually reblog, but this is too beautiful to pass up

[fatcowboys]

me: ok time 2 sleep!! my brain on repeat for hours: two Bros chilling in a Hot tub five feet apart cause there Not Gay

[jdunnfashionstyle]

Brandon Maxwell FW17

[jotiando]

the music. the walk. the models. the clothes. sickening.

[blackmodel]

im taking notes

[def-jahm]

I appreciate the ones that walked on beat

[relaxtorelease]

The first two had me thinking they were all in sync

[goldnpoc]

when ya song come on

[illumahottie]

IF. THIS. AINT. ME. !!!!!!!!

[southernsideofme-deactivated201]

A glimpse of Iceland

[drawing-bored-deactivated202312]

i want to go to there and fall off of that.

[perchov]

[37q-archive]

this was the single greatest moment in modern television

[americanhorrorstory-myface-deac]

[silkenrose]

i may be ugly BUT

i also have a terrible personality

[neon-voids]

[davidcronenburgers]

This is the greatest insult in the history of television.

[onlytwitterpics]

[canadad-deactivated20171111]

*anxious at night* next day: “haha boy that was a silly thing to be anxious about” that night: “OR WAS IT”

[tiralatele]

[qweety-deactivated20180906]

I FUCKING LOST IT WHEN HE STARTED SHOUTING

[alanturing-deactivated20211125]

[onlytwitterpics]

[goochie-mane]

Avatar the Last Hoodbender 😂

[revysprite-deactivated20170502]

I HATE THIS

[yallstillhere]

IM CRYIN

[te-amo-corazon]

byeeeeeeee

[damarshen]

@over350lbsoffuckyou should have never gave niggas cameras 😂😭

[bear-lyliving]

Shouldn’t have gave us shit the internet, cameras, media cause we going take that shit lol

[soul-c-h-o-p-s-deactivated20250]

Why are y'all like this 😭😭😭

[umushingwe]

THIS IS SO GOOD

[travitrav]

Booooy !!! 😂😂😂

[yourbigsisnissi]

Lmaoooo get this out of my face

[thebootydiaries]

It’s a breezy summer day and the rustling from the leaves outside sound like whispers from my small apartment. I’m sitting in front of my laptop, silently studying the 1.6 billion faces speaking simultaneously in front of me. It’s Monday, the day of the weekly conference call between all Muslims. We have been required to attend this Skype meeting from the the tender age of fetus, but I had never spoken in one of them before. 

That changes today. 

“Hey guys, what if…” I start to say. 

Nobody hears me, but I refuse to be silent. How could I show my face again on Tumblr if I couldn’t even save my mayonnaise friends from death? How could I expect to earn their respect? Anon was right; why hadn’t I done this before? Thousands of lives had paid the price for my ignorance, but not anymore.

“What if you guys….. stopped killing people.“ 

Suddenly, silence. 

1,643,398,023 pairs of eyes are on me. My heart is in my throat as the ISIS leader gives me a blank expression. 

A single tear rolls down my cheek. "Please.” I say with a broken voice. 

He is moved. 

“Aight”.

[thebootydiaries]

My fingers are almost shaking as I carefully type in the ten digit phone number I have had memorized my entire life. The buttons on my home phone seem to glow a bit more dull, and even the ringing of the phone from the other end seems to be agonized, almost as if the world is telling me to hang up. But I refuse to give up; I can’t let my lily-white friends down. Not again.

The phone rings once. Twice. Three times. Still no answer. Just as I am about to hang up, there is a click.

All I can hear is heavy breathing.

“Hello….” I say quietly, my voice shaking. “Is….. Is this Muslim?”

There was a long silence before I heard a voice answer “ya lol.”

“I was thinking………..” I begin cautiously. “Maybe murder is…………bad.”

“Habibi, I…..I don’t understand. What are you trying to say….?” The voice seems shaken.

“What if…….world peace is good and killing people is…………not good”

He lets out an audible gasp. “Are you saying ISIS is…….bad?”

“Maybe death is…….not good.” I continue. My heart is racing. I remind myself that I am saving thousands of lives, and inhale.

The silence from the other end of the line is almost deafening. He seemed to be thinking, as if he had never considered this idea before in his life. Truly I had opened his heart and his mind. This…. This could end terrorism.

“Muslim….Please.” I whisper.

I hear a tear roll down his cheek, with my Muslim Communication Hearing™, and hold my breath as he finally breathes out his next words.

“Kk.”

[passionlikes]

[mysterymeat6649127739816]

[ofallthehappy-deactivated202004]

squad

[bopeep]

we dem b o y z