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LOOK AT ALL THIS STUFF I DIDNT KNOW I NEEDED

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LOOK AT ALL THIS STUFF I DIDNT KNOW I NEEDED

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Posted 1 day ago

awwww-cute:

Might be a repost, but I thought it was adorable

Posted 1 day ago

bradstuck:

My adventures as a mayor.

Posted 6 days ago

tiaskokoro:

watchtheskytonight:

letmelarryyou:

theonlygrizzlybear:

theevergreenpark:

vchrisi:

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I only reblogged this for the bing dress

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INTERNET EXPLORER

someone do firefox
I want youtube’s dress

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Posted 6 days ago

When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

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visiovisusvidere:

sonicghost:

milesjai:

videk:

welcome-to-the-sinners-ball:

imgayitsok:

God bless drag queens.

I will always reblog this

Whenever drag queens are present, you best believe they will save the fuckin day.

Oh fuck yes.

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If this isn’t on your blog I’m judging you.

drag queens are so baddass jfc

Drag queens ftw

Wow… Just, wow…

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Posted 6 days ago
Posted 6 days ago
Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.
Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre  (via darren-criss)

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Posted 6 days ago
amarilloo:

satanpositive:

How to tape up your hands before a fight

I need this for reference, excuse me.

amarilloo:

satanpositive:

How to tape up your hands before a fight

I need this for reference, excuse me.