1. thebeachbaes:

    I’m screaming it’s so cute

  2. ilaurens:

Snuggling tigers - By: (Tambako the Jaguar)

    ilaurens:

    Snuggling tigers - By: (Tambako the Jaguar)

  3. Assassin’s Kittens Unity

  4. a-mossy-wonderland:

❂❅❂❅

    a-mossy-wonderland:

    ❂❅❂❅

  5. pigletluke:

    luke-ruinedme:

    wankingatthedisco:

    HERE’S A LESSON ON CONCERT ETIQUETTE 

    • if you dont like the opening band/artist DONT BOO just nod your head a long. dont be rude
    • if someone is trying to leave the crowd fucking let them out. they could be hurt/about to pass out/etc.
    • that’s literally it just dont be an uber asshat ok thanks continue on

    DONT TALK THROUGH ACOUSTIC SONGS

    DONT SIT DOWN

  6. dollygale:

    what disney channel should be doing

    • investing more in gravity falls
    • investing more in phineas and ferb
    • making a kingdom hearts anime/cartoon
    • airing disney movies 24/7
    • not another sitcom
    • not another sitcom
    • not another sitcom
    • not another sitcom 
  7. vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.

    vegansanfrancishet:

    So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

    Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

    Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

    This time, though. This was a good cry.

  8. requested by okazakitomoyas

  9. piertotum-locomottor:

    little-red-riding-cock:

    brispeak:

    Post-It Notes from a Stay-At-Home Dad.

    These were all very entertaining :P

    I love how he calls his wife “permanent roommate”

    at least my coworker is hot

  10. uhmeliamay:

    meeting someone with the same music taste is seriously the best thing ever

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I'm insane. Rather, the matter of my sanity is differential when compared to that of others. My idea of concepts like beauty, hilarity, justice, and reality sometimes stand in stark contrast to those held by society. Although these concepts are not "normal," the imperfection of their being is what creates both their attraction as well as the "beauty" of their "perfect" counterparts. Without these pieces that catch my interest, though they may sometimes appear to be morbid, bizarre, "ugly," and frightening, there is no concept of their opposites. A rose is as ugly as garbage, and garbage is as beautiful as a rose.

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