amourpizza:

ifagrizzlycouldtalk:

blainekatzman:

im really mad at how accurate this is

A moment of silence for our fallen bearded brother who sacrificed himself for the sake of this disgustingly accurate illustration.

Is that even the same person

(Source: meme-meme, via georgeofoldvalyria)

dukeofmarlborough:

catsbeaversandducks:

Don’t Be Sad, Look At These Baby Ducks

If you didn’t already know, baby ducks are pretty much precious little nuggets of joy. They have been clinically proven to cure depression and disease and all other problems because they are perfect.For now we will cure your sadness. In order to do so, you simply have to look at the following pictures of them. It’s an intense journey. Prepare yourself.

All the cuteness via BuzzFeed

gabrielsaunteredvaguelydownwards i hope this helps a bit xx

(via heartpainsandinkstains)

improbablenormality:

johnisnothisdate:

catatonicconundrum:

adolfi:

Hitler flirting with Eva Braun.

I don’t know how this makes me feel

It makes me feel very uncomfortable

You know what’s so uncomfortable about this? It shows that perhaps one of the most evil men in history, was a human being. That, on occasion, he could be nice, even flirty. That’s not all. You want to see evil people as evil, screaming horrible stuff over a desk with 20 microphones with 20, 000 people saluting them. The evil is clear and recognizable then. This shows a completely different image, it scares you because that means that evil isn’t a stereotype, that evil is not recognizable, that evil could be anyone. It scares you because this shows that could be lurking inside anyone and you’ll never ever know. Maybe in you? 

(Source: axishistory, via kingfluffkit)

Well a teacher of mine once told me that life was just a list
Of disappointments and defeats, and you could only do your best.
And I said: well that’s a fucking cop out,
You’re just washed up and you’re tired,
And when I get to your age, well, I won’t be such a coward.
But these days I sit at home,
Known to shout at my TV,
And punk rock didn’t live up to what I’d hoped that it could be.
And all the things that I believed with all my heart when I was young
Are just coasters for beers and clean surfaces for drugs,
And I’ve packed all my pamphlets with my bibles at the back of the shelf.

Well it was bad enough, the feeling,
The first time it hit,
When you realized your parents let the world all go to shit,
And that the values and ideals for which many had fought and died
Had been killed off in committees
And left to die by the way-side.
But it was worse when we turned
To the kids on the left,
And got let down again by some poor excuse for protest
Yeah by idiot fucking hippies in fifty different factions,
Who’re locked inside some kind of sixties battle re-enactment.
And I hung up my banner in disgust and I head for the door.

Oh but once
We were young and we were crass enough to care,
But I guess you live and learn.
We won’t make that mistake again.
Oh, but surely just for one day yeah we could fight and we could win,
And if only for a little while,
We could insist on the impossible.

Well we’ve been a good few hours drinking,
So I’m gonna say what everyone’s thinking:
If we’re stuck on this ship and it’s sinking,
Then we might as well have a parade.
Because if it’s still going to hurt in the morning,
And a better plan’s yet to get forming,
Then where’s the harm spending an evening
In manning the old barricades?

So come on old friends, to the streets,
Let’s be 1905 but not 1917.
Let’s be heroes, let’s be martyrs, let’s be radical thinkers
Who never have to test drive the least of their dreams.
Let’s divide up the world into the damned and the saved,
And then ride to the valley like the old Light Brigade,
And straighten our backs, and we won’t be afraid,
And they’ll celebrate our deaths with a national parade.

So come on, let’s be young, let’s be crass enough to care,
Let’s refuse to live and learn.
Let’s make all our mistakes again, yes.
And then darling, just for one day yeah we can fight and we can win,
And if only for a little while,
We could insist on the impossible.

Leave the morning to the morning, yeah pain can be killed
With aspirin tablets and vitamin pills.
But memories of hope and of glorious defeat
Are a little bit harder to beat.

(Source: teantacles, via fattpacman)

unclefather:

A kingdom of isolation

And it looks like I’m the queen

Is this from frozen? 

(Source: cybugs, via georgeofoldvalyria)

itsleightaylor:

purrevogue:

Just some of celebs talking about teen’s “disorders”. (So much more celebs talk about this but I’ve found just these photos.)

you know something is up when jaden smith is making sense

(Source: sweaters-coffee-books-tea, via illsingitlikeimeanit)