i hope you fall in love with someone who’s never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you
Benedict Cumberbatch in a scene from Tom Stoppard’s play “Rosencrantz And Guildenstern Are Dead”, February 2014
this was quite perfect… quite, quite perfect
Shout out to all the lucky gals that feel nothing when they’re on their periods while I feel like a fully grown dinosaur on a motorbike is trying to pop a wheelie right out of my vagoo.
Good eveningggggg, I have a pretty shirt on so I feel pretty… pretty.
Why does this keep happening???
YOU. NOT AGAIN.
Are you done yet?
"What were you wearing?"
I wore a red dress to work today. It has a zipper at either side of my chest that can unzip and reveal a thin strip of skin. A coworker, without warning, tried pulling at the zipper and when it wouldn’t zip, instead revealed a good portion of my collarbone and shoulder as well as my bra strap. An hour later, the same coworker came up and told me to not wear clothes with zippers because he’ll go right ahead and unzip them. I shot back that unzipping me without my permission is sexual harassment. Apparently a manager heard and berated my coworker. At the end of my shift, my coworker told me that my little comment got him in trouble and that he no longer feels comfortable saying anything to me other than “hello” and “goodbye.”
I am supposed to feel guilty for pointing out that he can’t lay his fucking hands on me.
If I’ve learned anything from video games, it is that when you meet enemies, it means that you’re going in the right direction.
i cANT STOP LAUGHING
CAN HE LIVE TWEET LIKE… ALWAYS?!?
I DIDN’T EVEN FULLY SEE THIS BEFORE I REBLOGGED IT. IT’S GREAT.
I always feel like I should apologize for my personal posts, but then I realize that I have Ultimate Blog Power. I can write an essay about how sad I am and then post ten pictures of dogs rollerblading. You can’t stop me.
50 shades of pissed off
the goats decided that they wanted to go into the big paddock with the miniature horses and donkeys and thought that it would be even more fun to jump on their backs…
They have become surfaces.
black—betty, look! :D
My native black American friend*, also going places
i’d team up with him in the Hunger Games
this whole video is wild…
Oliver who!! Got damn that was so awesome
Put him in with Clint n’ Kate
I PHYSICALLY CAN’T NOT REBLOG THIS WHEN IT COMES UP ON MY DASH
IT’S TOO COOL
It’s called Winterguard. It’s a sport. Those girls are marching band color-guard girls during the summer touring season, and during the winter they compete against other color-guard teams to music. Costumes, props, mats, everything has to be carried onto the gym floor and then taken back away and counts as part of your performance time.
So when Family Guy or other popular media makes fun of color-guard girls, it pisses me off. We are not rejected cheerleaders. We are what you see above. We kick ass. We spin rifles and flags and sabers.
YOU GO GIRLS!!!Spinning riffle is my favorite part of guard. I just started not to long ago with riffle but it’s still super fun
My girlfriend does this, and I really really really want to learn!