On this page you can scroll through stuff. Stuff that I happen to like. I don't care whether you like it or not. :)

thank you!!

poptart? don't you mean sodatart?

thank u for the

drag & drop



literally me if i get married

Perfect lol

Drake Help Me Through This


terms to use instead of sex (which is a bad word don’t use it):

  • the do
  • dingle dangle
  • frick frack
  • fondue
  • woohoo
  • happy happy fun time
  • coitus 
  • fornication 
  • copulation
  • intercourse




what if guys came coffee… i’ll have one ejaculatte please

I just spit out my coffee

You’re supposed to swallow it


getting a boner before marriage is a sin

"Mr. Van Houten,
I’m a good person, but a shitty writer. You’re a shitty person, but a good writer. I think we’d make a good team. I don’t want to ask you for any favors, but if you have the time, and from what I saw, you have plenty. Please fix this for me, it’s a eulogy for Hazel. She asked me to write one and I’m trying, I just I could use a little flare. See the thing is, we all want to be remembered, but Hazel is different. Hazel knows the truth. She didn’t want a million admirers, she just wanted one. And she got it. Maybe she wasn’t loved widely, but she was loved deeply. And isn’t that more than what most of us get? When Hazel was sick, I knew I was dying, but I didn’t want to say so. She was in the ICU when I snuck in for 10 minutes and I sat with her before I got caught. Her eyes were closed, her skin pale, but her hands were still her hands. So warm and her nails were painted this dark blue black color and I just held them. Then I willed myself to imagine a world without us. What a worthless world that would be. She’s so beautiful, you don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she’s smarter than you because you know she is. She’s funny without ever being mean. I love her, God I love her. I’m so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, but you do have say in who hurts you. And I like my choices, I hope she likes hers. Okay, Hazel Grace? "
— Augustus Waters - The Fault in Our Stars (via books-and-cookies)


forcing people to reblog your selfies