pacificpikachu:

These two are just the cutest little lovey-dovey pigeons. The big gray one is Petra (female) and the little white one is Penby (male).


ARTIST: Sleep Party People
TRACK: I'm Not Human At All
ALBUM: Chin - Single

elenafisher:

I’m Not Human At All — Sleep Party People

mondoreos:

*sees a new character that is attractive*

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(Source: pekoreos)

firstofficerwillow:

arrogant characters

arrogant characters refusing to admit they care about people

arrogant characters not realizing they care about people

arrogant characters realizing they care about someone after something terrible happens to them

(Source: andragonyremade)

o z is fucked up

hairmonsters whispered:
i love cur im gonna shit 10 bears

nowife he stink

kingstrolls:

getting nervous that youre roleplaying your own character wrong

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warmbug:

trying to decode what you wrote to yourself.jpeg

The Ultimate Dandies by Karl Lagerfeld for Numero Homme

(Source: doodlingbreaktime)

taco-bell-rey:

glennoconnell:

Frozen 2

she can’t hold it back anymore

we made a poker table n are gambling w scrap paper for candy and a spoon welcome to painting class

bulgeblocker:

hairmonsters:

wife asked for bangafang…rip

my faVORITreiLOVE JADORE
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ado r e……….„„„

joannablackhart:

rubbertoe17:

welcome to elmo’s world bitch

FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME, STOP TICKLING ME

(Source: daysrunaway)

otter-loves-221b:

8bitbowtie:

art-fart:

wideawakeparalyzed:

arpeggia:

Duane Michals - The Bogeyman, 1973 | More posts

GOOD FUCKING GOD THAT IS TERRIFYING

Fuck

“And so the little lamb and his mama live happily ever after,” the girl finished reading her story aloud to the creature beside her. Hopeful orbs of blue glistened as she cocked her head up at him. “Didya like that, Mister Boogey?”

No response from underneath the black coat. She frowned, teetering off her seat ever so slowly before her tiny feet reached the ground.

“Mister Boogey?” she asked again, gripping the corners of the dark trench coat.  When nothing responded, she slowly peeled it open, revealing the coat rack on which he had been perched. Where had he gone?

The little girl shrunk back, upset that her friend had left without a word. She curled up in her chair, clutching the book tightly in case he came back to hear the rest of the tale. Suddenly, a soft wind blew through the empty room, but before she could turn to see what had caused it, she was swept up in darkness.

“Gotcha,” the creature chuckled, cradling her close to him.

The child squeal with laughter most contagious, pleased of his return.

“I thought you left!” She gave a pout, looking up at his shadowy face.

“Why, my dear, I’d never leave you. I am your guardian after all, am I not?” The monster gave her a toothy smile. “And I will always be your Boogeyman.”

Tumblr: the only site that can turn something so terrifying into something utterly adorable