I just spent four hours in the hairdresser’s chair and still left with something completely NOT what I asked for…. and I got charged for it. Going back tomorrow morning so the atrocity that was supposedly the senior stylist can get her boss to “fix it all up for ya”.
I cannot get over Achilles’ face in this painting. Holy shit.
He’s totally like: “Oh god, mom, put a fucking shirt on, I mean, what are you even doing? Can’t you see I’m busy lamenting the death of my boyfriend? Like I really need to see your tits at a time like this— YOU’RE SO EMBARRASSING MOM GAWD.”
And the rest of the Greeks are jazz-handsing in the background. They’re all ‘WOAH LOOK AT THAT TOTALLY WICKED SET OF TITS— I MEAN ARMOUR. WOAH’
no mom
mom no
NO
(Source: lemon-sprinkles, via clarabolinalefay)
If abortion is a right, then men should have zero obligation to pay child support. If women can abandon their child, so can men.
YOU CAN SIGN AWAY YOUR PARENTAL RIGHTS.
THAT MEANS YOU DO NOT HAVE TO PAY CHILD SUPPORT.
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I think you’re forgetting this tiny little fact… an unborn foetus is not a child. A man (or woman) who leaves their living child and refuses to accept care or responsibility for said child is abandonment. And trust me, it’s super fucking easy.
A woman who aborts a foetus is doing just that - aborting a foetus. And the process is not as carefree and easy as you proclaim it to be.
How is this even a fair comparison in your mind? Seriously. Shut up.
Pete Wentz taking food from a homeless man and then laughing about it
What? Is this even real??!
Maybe the pictures are reversed and he’s really buying food for the homeless man and giving it to him.
My 9th grade obsession is showing.
Haha Sabrie I googled it n the pics are round the wrong way, although it does make it a more interesting story; Pete Wentz steals groceries from elderly homeless man.
(via courtmander)
BABY BABY BABY
GODDAMN IT TYLER
I love this song. No, really… When my best friend and I were poor and flatting our tv aerial used to pick up the Korean channel our Korean neighbours subscribed to. Hours and hours of Pops In Seoul, bad soap operas and Korean Super Kids… it was the tits.
When I’m bored (read: sick and/or home alone) I search “Courtney Stodden” on Tumblr. I never really get far, because I get to a picture or a tweet and it prompts me go on an internet rampage, a quest for knowledge like I just have to know everything about her. I can’t help it, I’m drawn to her. She’s just so fucking ridiculous and that seems really kinda adorable, like a really ugly dog or an elderly woman with purple hair and orange blusher. I never ever get even the littlest bit closer to figuring out what she’s about, but this much I know: I don’t know what she’s trying to get from the world, but we should just give it. Give it all. All the things. All the things for Courtney Stodden. Fuck, give her the next term in the Whitehouse, I think by now she’s earned it.
I’m sick as fuck, but Stardust is on channel 3 right now and you cannot fathom the joy it is creating. It’s almost making me feel not-sick.
I’d take a petti-coated Robert De Niro doing a fan dance over good health any day of the week.
Ohhhhh I get it now. I live in an ass backwards country in the middle of nowhere, urban dictionary is often my only way of communication with the outside world. Makes for interesting conversations, too. Like, for a while in my early MSN days I thought ATM meant Ass To Mouth. It resulted in my still widely held belief that all people on the internet are crazy perverts. Obviously, I know better now, but then I’m probably still not wrong about the crazy pervert thing.
