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kiddthemaniac:

dawindupbird:

Peepo Choo vol 2

I think that a lot of tumblr would benefit from reading peepo choo idk

This is important.

(via noircreme)

wordsthatididntsay:

I can’t live anywhere that they don’t acknowledge sweet tea as not only a beverage but also a way of life.

also saw this drop dead gorgeous thorin saturday

and saw this super sweet thranduil both fri and sat ok I’ll make a legitimate acen post after I upload pics

I HAVE RETURNED

from acen

with a lot of awkwardness/disappointment but lol everyone else was great, I had a lot of fun

imma just be bilbo tomorrow and saturday and souji on sunday or something.

dropping uruha

nothing involved with that outfit has gone right and I can’t be assed to wear something that I don’t think looks at the very least decent.

next year, next year…

the-lonely-scottish-guy:

‘stop being overdramatic’ they say

‘i dont know what you mean’ i say as i descend from the ceiling, surrounded by mist

(via mistressofsurgery)

we all stan tsukasa ok

yesterday the trip to walmart was terrible

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sigh I wanna say I’m excited for acen but right now I’m not

I still haven’t even started on uruha’s wig

I can’t hem uruha pants/leggings, or my bilbo pants because my heat n bond disappeared and I just got back literally yesterday night and I’ve been out all day getting this shit to finish my cosplays

and then glitter when every fucking where because of the cheap ass sifter on the bottle that came off and the fan was on

spray adhesive wanted to show up white on a black sweater so I had to rush to wash it

my mum’s right

“ain’t nothing going [my] way tonight, is it “

going home tonight~

eating chicken katsu on the balcony for breakfast lol. I can’t wait to go home and see my brother

[shingeki no kyojin] the 104th training corps

(Source: tokinoaku, via theblacksupremacist)

Please don’t get tired of me.

It happens every time. People lose interest in me. They get tired of me. Suddenly, they don’t bother hitting me up anymore. The conversations become shorter. They forget about me and I just become a distant memory. I wonder if it’s my fault sometimes. But then I realize that people never stay in my life. And there’s nothing I can do about it.

(Source: w0ahpaigexo, via theblackbirdxiii)