if you havent seen zac efron without eyebrows i swear to god you have not lived
what about matt smith with eyebrows
Im pretty sure I’ve just woke the whole street up with my manic laughing
Oh, screw beautiful. I’m brilliant. If you want to appease me, compliment my brain.
u tryin to start shit labelle
one time i got a sample from the tea store at the mall and as i walked away the guy said “tea you later” and then his coworker smacked him
Hahahahahahahahaaaaaa this was definitely made by a straight guy
What this image really means: “I am terrible at sex.”
THERE IS NOTHING COMPLEX OR DIFFICULT ABOUT THE CLITORIS I’M SO MAD LIKE IT’S RIGHT THERE AND YOU JUST GOTTA TOUCH IT
………I don’t understand why the clitoris is such a mystery
it’s right there
I mean, if you’re a lazy fuck and you don’t care about your partners’ pleasure, then maybe it’s difficult to figure out
but for fucks’ sake, it’s right there, it engorges with blood and everything to make it easier to find
srsly tho it’s RIGHT THERE
maybe we should retaliate by claiming that we can’t find the penis
“it’s right there!”
“no those are my balls”
“in here somewhere?”
“that’s my anus please stop prodding at it”
why does sex have to result in babies why cant it result in pizza
“push, Helen! push!” she gives the last of her energy, and she hears it
the soft, tender sizzle of a freshly baked pizza
the doctor holds it up by the crust, carefully snipping off the little plastic table
“it’s a deep dish!”
what the hell is wrong with this website
We like pizza and not babies.
It doesn’t matter if you’re pretty
or have things all over your face,
because what truly matters is
what’s inside you.
this is actually the most meaningful and thoughtful post i have ever seen on tumblr
I fell for you fast
Straight into the pavement
I didn’t even have time to wipe my bloody lip before I was speaking words of “I love you.
i’m a person who often wants physical affection but is also very uncomfortable and particular about physical contact
Do you think Oprah watched Drake and Josh?
The moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections.