Jack Dawson… Penniless artist who wins a ticket onto Titanic in 1912, attends a first class dinner, develops a taste for the finer things in life, pockets the Heart of the Ocean, survives the sinking, pawns the diamond, spends the following ten years building his wealth and in 1922 moves to West Egg as Jay Gatsby… Millionaire with a shady past and fear of swimming pools.
FUCK
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elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:
guys i’m laughing so hard
look at htis fukcin screencap
he looks like fuckin grumpy cat.
i’m gnona die
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FROWNS LOUDLY
toast annoys me so much cos like it’s bread that’s been toasted so we call it “toast” but if you fry a potato it’s not called a “fry”
fries
do you ever look back at your mistakes
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hot things to say in bed
- week old hotpocket
- superwholock
- dickey ride
- feels
- schlong
- does this look infected
- peewee
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i did it. i finally defined tumblr dot com
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One day we’ll be in a Marvel movie, sitting there as something doesn’t feel right. and as the credits start to roll we’ll know what it is. It will flash up on screen and our hearts will break. “In loving memory of Stan Lee”. There was no cameo in that movie. And there never will be again.
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