Hunger Games

goodandfunandmadness:

santo-dom-ingo:

why commit murder when you can have one of these

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come on guys 

I’d kill for one of those.

i think you’re missing the point

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Louis: One of the craziest thing that happened to us with a fan is.. probably in France. We stood next to..

Harry: Italy

Niall: Italy

Zayn: Italy

Louis: DOES IT MATTER WHERE WE WERE

carry-on-my-wayward-butt:

someone messaged me like “quick you have 10 minutes, make a flow chart that tells me if it’s rape or not”
i’d like to think i did the best i could with the time i was allotted

carry-on-my-wayward-butt:

someone messaged me like “quick you have 10 minutes, make a flow chart that tells me if it’s rape or not”

i’d like to think i did the best i could with the time i was allotted

To prove my mother wrong: Reblog this if you’re under 21.
Reblog if you’d care if I killed myself

paintedbreath:

i tried to scroll past this but that one reblog just might save somebodies life 

walangkwentasialex:

irishcore:

leasusan:

authoritydangerheartkilljoy:

daggerlance:

fycso:

This is a picture of my best friend and her boyfriend. Normal concert photo, right? Well, look closer in the back where the red circle is. Can you see the face? 
This isn’t just some normal chain letter. My friend and her boyfriend died 3 nights after this picture was taken, the police having no idea how they died considering they were both 15 and perfectly healthy. 
It turns out a boy died at that venue a few years ago at a concert. He was in the mosh pit and he hit his head and then a few nights later he was found dead in his bedroom from his skull broken and slowly bleeding to death. 
If you don’t reblog this within an hour, you’ll hear faint music playing for 3 nights straight. On the 4th night, the boy will come from your closet while you’re getting ready for bed and kill you for not helping us put his soul at rest.
This is not fake. 3 people have already died from not passing this on. 

IS THAT HELLA JEFF

I DON’T WANT TO DIE SO I WON’T CHANCE THIS!

And I thought something like this wouldn’t exist on tumblr -.-

ALAM MO YUNG ALAM MONG DI TO TOTOO PERO NATATAKOT KA. HAHAHAH. PUTA AKLAA KO BA WALANG GANITO SA TUMBLR. TANGINA NAMAN EE!! :(( LORD NAMAN :((( 

Putanginaaaaaaa!!!!!! Fuck! Why did i even read this shit!!!! I dont believe in bullshit like this but i dont want to dieeeee, so i did it!

walangkwentasialex:

irishcore:

leasusan:

authoritydangerheartkilljoy:

daggerlance:

fycso:

This is a picture of my best friend and her boyfriend. Normal concert photo, right? Well, look closer in the back where the red circle is. Can you see the face? 

This isn’t just some normal chain letter. My friend and her boyfriend died 3 nights after this picture was taken, the police having no idea how they died considering they were both 15 and perfectly healthy. 

It turns out a boy died at that venue a few years ago at a concert. He was in the mosh pit and he hit his head and then a few nights later he was found dead in his bedroom from his skull broken and slowly bleeding to death. 

If you don’t reblog this within an hour, you’ll hear faint music playing for 3 nights straight. On the 4th night, the boy will come from your closet while you’re getting ready for bed and kill you for not helping us put his soul at rest.

This is not fake. 3 people have already died from not passing this on. 

IS THAT HELLA JEFF

I DON’T WANT TO DIE SO I WON’T CHANCE THIS!

And I thought something like this wouldn’t exist on tumblr -.-

ALAM MO YUNG ALAM MONG DI TO TOTOO PERO NATATAKOT KA. HAHAHAH. PUTA AKLAA KO BA WALANG GANITO SA TUMBLR. TANGINA NAMAN EE!! :(( LORD NAMAN :((( 

Putanginaaaaaaa!!!!!! Fuck! Why did i even read this shit!!!! I dont believe in bullshit like this but i dont want to dieeeee, so i did it!

stay-on-the-right-direction:

Harry’s crying…
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Modest! takes a picture of Louis with Eleanor…
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The photo is taken and Louis and Eleanor split up without even looking at each other. Harry puts his glasses on so people won’t see him cry
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Eleanor goes away with another guy, while Louis stays with Harry.
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There’s something going on here… But I don’t know what it is…

lady-whovian:

hunters-in-the-sherlocked-tardis:

stopandsmellthedata:

wowcorn:

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omg this took forever but i’m so glad to be done. i don’t even know what to say about this ok but click to enlarge

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Hipster and Fandom Karp were twin sisters and mortal enemies. Hipster never stopped talking about how she was born first, and Fandom took revenge by constantly stealing Hipster’s stuff, or interpreting everything she said as something completely unintended. Generally, they ignored each other, a feat made easier by the fact that Hipster slept at night (in fact, she liked to go to bed and wake up early, before anyone else, and enjoy the solitude) and Fandom was mostly nocturnal. They would literally pass each other in the kitchen at 5am, Fandom putting away the dishes from her midnight snack before going to bed and Hipster dressed for the day, armed with her camera, ready to go take a walk in the pre-dawn light. They would nod at each other, maybe say hi, then go their separate ways.
They understood each other better than anyone else. Hipster had a group of  associates with whom she spent time discussing deep things; she usually updated her blog via phone. Fandom rarely left the house, but chatted constantly (by typing) with people across the world. Yet ultimately, it was each other who they leaned on when the Zuckerberg kids across the street laughed at their apparent lack of friends, or when (god forbid) stupid, low-tech people were accidentally involved. Because Fandom could get just as deep as Hipster, and Hipster could just just as intense about things as Fandom, and they were sisters.


i cried

the tumblr legend

lady-whovian:

hunters-in-the-sherlocked-tardis:

stopandsmellthedata:

wowcorn:

Two Sides of Tumblr

omg this took forever but i’m so glad to be done. i don’t even know what to say about this ok but click to enlarge

This piece is officially available for print here! Please go ahead a buy one to support a growing (amateur) artist like me!

Hipster and Fandom Karp were twin sisters and mortal enemies. Hipster never stopped talking about how she was born first, and Fandom took revenge by constantly stealing Hipster’s stuff, or interpreting everything she said as something completely unintended. Generally, they ignored each other, a feat made easier by the fact that Hipster slept at night (in fact, she liked to go to bed and wake up early, before anyone else, and enjoy the solitude) and Fandom was mostly nocturnal. They would literally pass each other in the kitchen at 5am, Fandom putting away the dishes from her midnight snack before going to bed and Hipster dressed for the day, armed with her camera, ready to go take a walk in the pre-dawn light. They would nod at each other, maybe say hi, then go their separate ways.

They understood each other better than anyone else. Hipster had a group of  associates with whom she spent time discussing deep things; she usually updated her blog via phone. Fandom rarely left the house, but chatted constantly (by typing) with people across the world. Yet ultimately, it was each other who they leaned on when the Zuckerberg kids across the street laughed at their apparent lack of friends, or when (god forbid) stupid, low-tech people were accidentally involved. Because Fandom could get just as deep as Hipster, and Hipster could just just as intense about things as Fandom, and they were sisters.

i cried

the tumblr legend