a thousand miles

I just post what I want, no rhyme or reason :)

zelour:

that feeling of when you’re in a group of friends
but you’re not really in that group of friends

(via awfulghost)

justmiraa:

If you flirt with me you’re not allowed to flirt with anyone else sorry I don’t make the rules

(via awfulghost)

fffcuk:

why are girls like “oh it’s december i need a boyfriend to keep me warm” no you can buy a coat like the rest of the single people

(via awfulghost)

NO BUT SERIOUSLY

jamietheignorantamerican:

WHY DOES NO ONE TALK ABOUT THE QUETZALCOATLUS?!

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I MEAN, JESUS F. CHRIST.

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PTERODACTYLS AIN’T SHIT NEXT TO THESE MOTHER FUCKERS. QUETZALCOATLUS FUCKING ATE BABY DINOSAURS FOR BRUNCH.

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LITTLE-FOOT, NOOOO!!!

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JUST IMAGINE SOMETHING AS TALL AS A MOTHER FUCKING GIRAFFE

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SOARING THROUGH THE SKIES AT 80 MILES PER HOUR, AND THEN SWOOPING DOWN AND FUCKING EATING YOUR FACE OFF. 

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FUCKING QUETZALCOATLUS

(via awfulghost)

clintofbartonia:

thejohnlockgames:

iwillalwaysfindyousnow:

onceuponatimeinerebor:

consultingsuperhusbands:

jashingirl:

i-o-u-an-assbutt:

for-the-love-of-scarves:

a-mind-occupied-by-tennant:

p0isone:

I will never get over the inequality that men’s jackets have inside pockets and women’s jackets don’t. 

Amen.

I have nowhere to put my sonic screwdriver.

or my fake fbi badge

Or my pocket magnifying glass

or my wand

or my psychic paper

Or my precious

I lost it at my precious

so did smeageol

(via damnthatswhatshesaid)