(Source: shejla11)
(Source: doujinshi)
I’m sorry but can we just take a moment to appreciate Ed’s little dangly legs
“wee I’m a wittle baby”
“jiggle jiggle jiggle”
“i like having both my legs”
KRISTINA I SWEAR IF YOU MAKE ONE MORE COMMENT I’M GOING TO STAB YOUR COMPUTER WITH SEVERAL LONG KNIVES YOU’VE BEEN KILLING THESE PAST FEW DAYS
i like having both legs
You people just ruined a beautiful moment god dammit.
(Source: frogggy89)
what even is eurovision
ok
Son of a okay this is weird
my mom always texts me rude things so ive just started replying with an emoji of an eggplant and it gets her so pissed it’s great
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
gotta keep an eye out for selener
ok but does she have a pink chicken wing on her necklace