so i sold my soul and started watching desperate housewives

help

mutisija:

“Oh you are an artist? DRAW PICTURE OF ME!”　

(via coconutmilkyway)

hippopotamuspoorboy:

if i start referring to you by your name you’re already my friend you cant escape

(via hadestowns)

whoreoscopes:

doomf:

That’s a cute foot fetish you got there, would you mind keeping it 25796323689432 feet away from me?

25796323689432 feet you say?

(Source: anrdew, via sydviciouserr)

penguinanimalcracker:

“justin bieber is a girl,” the twelve year old boy proudly exclaims. the world erupts with laughter, millions of people brought to their knees and floors in raucous amusement. it is hailed as the best joke ever made and world peace is soon acheived

(via hadestowns)

Female toplessness is legal in a lot of places in the US (although not where I live), and I’d be meeting the letter of the law with a couple of Band-aids. But I have a gut feeling that if I go anywhere that there are people—and particularly anywhere there are children—nobody’s going to be too happy about my Band-aids. The enforcement is social; women just don’t go around topless in the US.

It bothers me because it’s unequal, but it also bothers me in its implications: that my body is inherently sexual, and a man’s body isn’t. It feels like men are being viewed through the first-person lens of “it’s nice to feel the sun on my skin, and I don’t mean anything by it” and women are being viewed through the distinctly third-person lens of “it’s inappropriate for me, a heterosexual man, to see her sexy parts.” It ignores the experiences of people who are turned on by male chests and somehow manage to contain themselves when they see one.

— The Pervocracy: My boobs want to be free. (via sexisnottheenemy)

(via sydviciouserr)

bestrong-idare:

theclearlydope:

How pissed would Leo Dicaprio be if someone played him in bio of his life and won an Oscar?

(via englishistheartofbullshit)

Wow only 4 hours awake and this has already been a horrible day.