sswincestiel:

gambling-withdesire:

superbooked:

i want to open a book store that is 24 hours and people can finally go out at like 2am and be like “i just finished the first book in the series i need the next one stat” or if people are just having a stressful night and want to be surrounded by books

My favorite part about this post is that someone understands that it’s calming to be surrounded by books

a book nightclub.

read responsibly.

Someone make this happen pls.

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camsfarts:

queen-wienerlooks:

shego:

shout out to people who have seen you naked but you can still have regular conversations with

shout out to people who can have regular conversations with you naked.

shout out to being naked

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sergeantjerkbarnes:

can we please discuss what the fuck is wrong with pennsylvania

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Intercourse, PA is right next to Paradise and Bird in Hand. 

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  • *looking at my face*: oh my god why
  • *trying to exercise*: oh my god why
  • *looking at my life*: oh my god why
  • *looking at my music taste*: cool man
immahomosexuall:

inhalexhal3:

My problem

basically

immahomosexuall:

inhalexhal3:

My problem

basically

(via realnerdyboy)

laina:

laina:

laina:

this guy was watching the vmas with me and now he’s educating himself how precious is that

he keeps asking me all these questions about aspects of feminism and he’s like “so basically it’s about letting women do what they want without being judged for it” and I was like yea and he was like “oh okay that’s so simple why isn’t everyone a feminist” it’s precious

update: I banged him

laina:

laina:

laina:

this guy was watching the vmas with me and now he’s educating himself how precious is that

he keeps asking me all these questions about aspects of feminism and he’s like “so basically it’s about letting women do what they want without being judged for it” and I was like yea and he was like “oh okay that’s so simple why isn’t everyone a feminist” it’s precious

update: I banged him

(via thefemalenerd)

i took my pants off with the intention of putting on boxers and then i opened my computer and really i’ve just been sitting here for over an hour with no pants on and i just now remembered that i wanted boxers and maybe i should just sleep because my brain isn’t working……

nonothemusical:

      Alright alright alright alright look at this song. Not A Day Goes By from Merrily We Roll Along by Stephen Sondheim, sung by the glorious Bernadette Peters.  So in it’s original context, this is sung by a woman to her ex after a brutal break-up during their first time seeing each other after that. (since this particular musical goes backwards in time, you see the same exact song later sung by the guy and the girl but they’re singing it when they’re incredibly being together but since you know the end it hurts you like being shot in the gut repeatedly)  ANYWAY though that’s amazing in an artistic sense and all, what I absolutely ADORE about this song is when you take it OUT of it’s original context.  Here’s some things to think about when listening to this song:

  • Singing this at a funeral
  • a parent singing this to a child they walked out on
  • a chiild singing this to a parent who walked out on them
  • basically any place where one person left another

And that’s why I fucking love Musical Theater.

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I love kissing. If I could kiss all day, I would. I can’t stop thinking about kissing. I like kissing more than sex because there’s no end to it. You can kiss forever. You can kiss yourself into oblivion. You can kiss all over the body. You can kiss yourself to sleep. And when you wake up, you can’t stop thinking about kissing. Dammit, I can’t get anything done because I’m so busy thinking about kissing. Kissing is madness! But it’s absolute paradise, if you can find a good kisser. — Sufjan Stevens (source)

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halfpence2cents:

Audacious Quartet
Crazy Little Thing Called Love

reblogging for the people who weren’t up at obnoxious hours of the night….