Photoset
Photoset

Here’s a tiny dose of Sherlock for you as we wait (longingly!!) for Series 4!

Order nowww! Put REDG as your point person. ;) clicky~~ 

All proceeds will go to UP Red Cross Youth’s projects and advocacies. You can find more about us here.

Pre-order period is until February 18. Hurry and get your shirt at only P220! Order three and get them at only P200/shirt! You are required to pay a downpayment of P100 for each shirt before February 18. The rest of the payment will be made when you claim your order.

SIZE CHART: (in inches - width x length, width is armpit to armpit)
XXXS/18 - 15 x 21.5 
XXS/20 - 16 x 22.5 
XS - 17 x 24 
S - 18 x 25 
M - 19 x 26 
L - 20 x 27 
XL - 21 x 28 
XXL - 22 x 29 


Text

thegirldetective:

beyonceforbreakfast:

mallomallo:

gloomyteens:

gloomyteens:

when you feel your clothes fresh out of the oven

image

OKAY SO I REALIZED I USED OVEN INSTEAD OF DISHWASHER BUT I KINDA FORGOT WHAT IT WAS CALLED AND USED THE NEXT BEST GUESS I COULD THINK OF

It’s called a washing machine

i think its a dryer like who would be feeling wet ass clothes

this post is a fucking train wreck

(via doubleirony)

Photo
petradactyl:

unfoldedwings:

ditzylatin:

tohdaryl:

chocotaur:

iquitelikeitthatway:

numnummunchies:

apathetic-enthusiasm:

satamoru:

zoann:

colormecalm:

nonimaginaryfriend:

disgruntledsquids:


Old hag by *veprikov
Being a witch is not the highest paid job in the world.

I JUST FOUND THIS PICTURE AND I’M GOING TO CRY WHY THIS

I JUST WANT HER TO GET HER PRETTY PURPLE HAT AND BE HAPPY

I would kill for a companion piece to this, where she gets her hat..

Im sobbing.

no seriously why hasn’t any replied to this image with a picture of her in the pretty hat c’mon tumblr please

she bought the toad a pretty hat but not herself

;-; i’ll buy you the hat. don’t be sad *sobs*

#YOU JUST /BROKE/ MY FUCKING HEART WHAT THE FUCK #I WANT FIC I WANT MORE ART I WANT HER TO BE HAPPY I MIGHT ACTUALLY CRY #WHAT THE FUCK #I SUDDENLY AM IN PAIN BC OF HOW MUCH I CARE ABOUT THIS FICTIONAL WITCH FUCK YOU #ART
CRYING.

Someone give her the hat, please. D:


Here you go. She got her hat as a gift from a lovely gentleman. :) Hope you all are happy now. 

LOOK WHO FUCKING GAVE HER THE FUCKING HAT
SOBBING EVERYWHERE

LOOK WHO DIID

Happy endings are possible on Tumblr.

petradactyl:

unfoldedwings:

ditzylatin:

tohdaryl:

chocotaur:

iquitelikeitthatway:

numnummunchies:

apathetic-enthusiasm:

satamoru:

zoann:

colormecalm:

nonimaginaryfriend:

disgruntledsquids:

Old hag by *veprikov

Being a witch is not the highest paid job in the world.

I JUST FOUND THIS PICTURE AND I’M GOING TO CRY WHY THIS

I JUST WANT HER TO GET HER PRETTY PURPLE HAT AND BE HAPPY

I would kill for a companion piece to this, where she gets her hat..

Im sobbing.

no seriously why hasn’t any replied to this image with a picture of her in the pretty hat c’mon tumblr please

she bought the toad a pretty hat but not herself

;-; i’ll buy you the hat. don’t be sad *sobs*

    

CRYING.

Someone give her the hat, please. D:

Here you go. She got her hat as a gift from a lovely gentleman. :) Hope you all are happy now. 

LOOK WHO FUCKING GAVE HER THE FUCKING HAT

SOBBING EVERYWHERE

LOOK WHO DIID

Happy endings are possible on Tumblr.

(Source: willardhewitts, via presidents)

Text

SEVEN POEMS FOR MY EXBOYFRIEND BY M. K. WILDE

synthetic-synaesthesia:

ONE
I only left because I got so tired of: bending over backwards for someone who couldn’t even stand up straight on his own. digging my hands into my back and pulling my spinal cord out, one vertebrae at a time. watching as you replaced your backbone with mine. watching as you entwined us so closely that I couldn’t tell my flesh apart from yours.

TWO
I cried the first time we had sex because you were so gentle and I had never felt that kind of love before. I didn’t know what to do with it. You pulled away immediately and left. You didn’t know what to do with my tears.

I apologized the first time you fucked me because it was so different from love and so far from hate that I didn’t know what to do with myself. You didn’t say a word and rolled on your side, facing away from me. You didn’t know what to do with those words.

I didn’t speak the first time you hit me because I thought I deserved it. I was wrong. But you thought I was right and my silence earned me another slap, another broken rib, another kick to the shins. I learned that no matter what I did, you would never be happy.

THREE
I never called because I couldn’t fathom the idea of: hearing your voice broken and bruised claiming to love me despite the past in which you left me bruised and bleeding. walking away a second time when the first was enough to break me in half. begging you to stop begging me to come back. hearing her voice on the other end of the line, her ragged breathing, her in-the-middle-of-sex-with-you whine for you to “come back to bed”.

FOUR
I’ve always thought a lot of the stars and their roles in our fates.

Yesterday I bought a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. I lit twelve cigarettes and watched them burn to ash. I drank the full bottle but pretended you drank half. There is still a stain on my carpet from the bottle of pinot noir you threw, aiming at my head but missing by a few centimeters. There are still holes in my coach from all the cigarettes you smoked and put out on the wool, pretending not hear my annoyance. 

You were a virgo but you loved like a sagittarius and held on like a taurus. You never believed that the stars could tell us our fates. You thought it was ignorant to assume light so ancient and so far away cared about our existence. 

FIVE
Greek mythology was never your strong suit. 

Eros loved Psyche. He hid himself from her because he wanted her love to be true. But she was scared and thought he was a monster hiding in the shadows, and when she saw his face he left forever. That’s how I felt fucking you.

Hades loved Persephone. He built her a world inside of his own. But you cannot make homes out of other people. Each Spring she left him, and only returned out of obligation. That’s how I felt loving you.

Orpheus loved Eurydice. He traveled to the underworld to bring her back from the dead. But before she walked into the light he looked back to make sure she was there and lost her forever. That’s how I felt walking away from you.

SIX
You always kept me quiet during sex so that the world could only hear your moans of pleasure, as if you were jerking off in the bathroom, as if you didn’t have a girlfriend. I took this as offense, as the idea that you were ashamed of my pleasure, of my existence in your life. But it wasn’t out of shame, it was foreshadowing. It was practice. It was so I would know to be quiet when you hit me too.

SEVEN
This is not a proper apology because our love changed too slowly for us to ever understand how one minute you were kissing my eyelids and the next you were cracking my ribs. You see, if you put a frog in a pot of boiling water, it will jump right out. But if you put a frog in a pot of water and gradually turn up the temperature until it boils, it will die. Our early love was blinding to what our future held.

I left because I didn’t want to die.

(via waydowntown)

Photoset

(Source: mydraco, via war-worn)

Link

SHE BROKE THE GIRL CODE. Sorry, Barney Stinson but your stupid Bro Code could go kill itself because IT IS A HUNDRED TIMES MORE WORSE TO BREAK THE GIRL CODE. You can never date your friend’s (let alone best friend’s) ex EVEN WITH HER PERMISSION because it’s just wrong on so many levels unless your best friend was brutally murdered, then you can date the ex.  (i.e. Veronica Mars and Lilly Kane)

Photo

(Source: kimluvzcats, via war-worn)

Quote
"I know, deep within my heart, that we aren’t meant to be. At all. I fell in love with you anyways. But as more time passes, more and more the realization comes out under the surface of warm, fuzzy feelings, that this is going nowhere. We are not going anywhere. It may be wondeful for the moment, but my heart knows better and even though it leaps with joy by the simple thought of you, it limps. And that’s what makes me sad. I can’t live for the moment if I know that once this moment is over, I’m going to be left alone. I’m going to be hurt and it will have been me, who hurt myself, because I didn’t leave earlier. It makes me sad. And I can’t tell you this. Because you would leave me right away, and this I couldn’t do either. I’m stuck between wanting to stay by your side, and knowing better not to do so. It’s unbearable."

— (via nickythinkstoomuch) (via eletheowl) (via qinatthedisco) (via pippirripip)

Link

martinamartina:

I think one of the saddest things that could happen to me is to be with someone who just sort of understands me. Someone who’s more of a boyfriend than an actual friend. It’s like he’s the first person I want to tell when something exciting or disappointing happens but when…

(Source: onsane)

Photoset

super-wolves:

REMEMBER THAT EPISODE WHERE REESE THOUGHT MALCOLM WAS GAY AND MALCOLM THOUGHT REESE WAS GAY AND THEY TALKED ABOUT IT BUT LIKE THIS I’M CRYING

(via lgbtlaughs)

Photoset

favorite tv characters: logan echolls

Photoset

veronicamars:

"The bottom line is: Piz treats Veronica better. Period. Does she have more sexual chemistry with Logan? Sure. But often times I look at her and I think 'why can't you just accept this boy that treats you nicely?'" [x]

Photo
#vscocam FUCK. YES. SEMBREAK. #yes  (at University Avenue)

#vscocam FUCK. YES. SEMBREAK. #yes (at University Avenue)

Tags: yes vscocam
Photo
@uprcy’s MEMBERS hehehehe  (at Greenfields 1 Subdivision)

@uprcy’s MEMBERS hehehehe (at Greenfields 1 Subdivision)