lecteurdepaumes:

God bless

lecteurdepaumes:

God bless

guns n roses alphabet
➥ Throw it in
"Sweet Child O’ Mine" was written in one sitting on the back of a bus. As nobody wrote anything for the aftermath of Slash’s solo and they didn’t know how to go on with the song, they made exactly this the last verse: "Where do we go now?"

Dress suitably in short skirts and strong boots, leave your jewels in the bank, and buy a revolver.
Countess Markievicz, 19th century Irish revolutionary, dispensing eternally relevant fashion advice (via formido)

Countess Markievicz was a fucking badass and everyone should know about her.
And she wasn’t just an Irish revolutionary, she was an Irish Revolutionary leader. (via hoganddice)

sjaejones:

neuroticmarshmallow:

sexy inexplicable melancholy

I think the time is ripe to reblog this.

hardforbrandon:

THE FIRST POUNCE WAS ADORABLE, BUT THE SECOND ONE?????? I CAN’T TAKE THIS.

hardforbrandon:

THE FIRST POUNCE WAS ADORABLE, BUT THE SECOND ONE?????? I CAN’T TAKE THIS.

continueplease:

After reading that dogs lick the mouths of whomever they feel is in charge, I just feel like this dog is thinking “I CAN’T HANDLE THIS MUCH RESPONSIBILITY.”

continueplease:

After reading that dogs lick the mouths of whomever they feel is in charge, I just feel like this dog is thinking “I CAN’T HANDLE THIS MUCH RESPONSIBILITY.”

ryuzaki21121:

lolzpicx:

The weirdest vintage Halloween costumes

They just straddle the line between silly and horrifying

A couple wrapped in a quilt, hugging, photographed by Burk Uzzle in the morning of August 17 at Woodstock, 1969. [x]

anotherautumnperson:

orange-knickers:

picopicoyama:

White Heterosexuals in Love

Coming to theatres next spring, a love story that is vaguely forbidden between two kind of sarcastic, innocent cisgender people who grew up in middle class american families.

Based on a book featuring White People Almost Kissing

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hellabutts:

nocogsorwheels:

e-m-e-t-t:

Red? I think it’s red. 

I basically did this once and it’s how I got pink eye.

I can’t tell if you’re making a pun or if you’re telling an actual story.

Either way, I’m still laughing.