There'll Be Peace In The City Tonight
onerepubliclife:

Burning Bridges .

onerepubliclife:

Burning Bridges .

virgilshock:

26px:

i said the word “queer” in art class and a girl screamed because the head of the gay club said it was a bad word

the head of the gay club is straight

i am queer

goodbye

If this isn’t a real life model of the “gay movement” idk what is

artofabrooklynboy:

bi-characters:

heichoudrivingtheimpala:

Just in case anyone missed it…!

Yup…I will be writing a post up on Loki pretty soon.

Hey I didn’t know Loki was bi and genderfluid. Cool.

Still a dick though.

bottomupcas:

sumthingblu:

if you ever look at the person you’re with while they sleep and think “i’ve made a million mistakes in my life but choosing you wasn’t one of them”, then they’re the one

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I love the way her breathing changes as soon as I touch her body.
Letters From Her Bed (via littlemissperverse)
onerepubliclife:

Burning Bridges Wallpaper

onerepubliclife:

Burning Bridges Wallpaper

Don’t make me leave…

Don’t make me leave…

pgay:

”if u like someone just tell them!!” yeah sure goodbye

will you follow me one last time?

I torture myself with you because you’re the rain on my Sunday mornings, the soft sunlight of a Friday afternoon, the relaxing feeling of a clean bed and fresh-shaven legs.

…You’ve become everything to me and yet…you’ve got no idea…

To quote a famous tumblr post:

"You wrote your name across my heart in permanent marker but only let me write on yours in pencil."

canadican:

rider-waite:

lauramain-sherlolly:

dudeufugly:

wivalamine:

shahlalalalala:

earthlyscum:

can someone bring capes back into fashion

when the fuck did they even go out of fashion

Why the fuck did they even go out of fashion

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The first time the Incredibles took over a post and I am so happy about it

reminder that stratogale was in high school when she got sucked into the airplane propeller and died

do you ever just think edna sat in the back of the funeral in the little hometown church
the sound of sniffling and crying surrounding her
wearing a floor-length black dress and a black veil to hide her puffy eyes as she takes out her sketchbook and starts ripping all her design ideas for costumes out
whispering “no capes. no capes. no capes.” over and over, knowing that it was her fault a high school student died a horrific, painful death to the point where they can’t have a body to bury

WHAT

WHY WOULD YOU

WHY WOULD YOU

WHY

thatcurlyhurdgirl:

I will reblog this everyday