February 2011
when you use 'gay' as an adjective
and actual gay people aren’t bothered, but straight people are OUTRAGED.
this oh my god
To all the people who unfollowed me tonight for this very reason.
Why wouldn't you want to be a Hufflepuff?
ohyestimelords:cetamour:organizationxiii:
WE GET TO LIVE NEAR THE FUCKING KITCHEN. Late night snack? Don’t mind if I do. Enjoy your dungeon, Slytherin. Enjoy that walk up the stairs, Gryffindor. I’ll be in my common room, eating food like a boss.
Reblogging for that gif. ROFL.
OMG WHY DID I NEVER THINK OF THIS.
I now feel that they were right for always sorting me into Hufflepuff
Shit Happens, It Is What It Is.
LOVE
- When you cry for a girl, that’s love.
- When you wish you could take away all her sadness and pain, that’s love.
- When she’s the only one you always want to see, that’s love.
- When you wish you could hug her and wipe her tears every time she cries, that’s love.
- When you think about her 24 hours in a day, that’s love.
- When you wish you could protect her every time, that’s love.
- When she exists in your dreams every night, that’s love.
I fucking love food. I don't give a fuck about calories. I don't give a fuck about the grease. I don't give a fuck. I fucking love my fucking food.
ALWAYS REBLOG :)
The awkward moment when you want to kill yourself for stealing gummy bears and getting caught by the police.
When I'm a Parent,
I’ll never compare my kids to other kids, because that shit actually hurts.
I love tumblr. You can say asgfdhgyukdas or hnng and everyone will understand you, but spell 'you're' wrong and you're dead.













