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elegantpaws:

GOD HE LOOKS SO POLITE

  • “oh is this for me? really? are you sure?”
  • “well okay if you insist. i hope i’m not taking too big of bites i know some people think that’s not gentlemanly”
  • “oh this is really delicious, thank you so much i mean it”
  • “mmm let me just savor the taste for a bit, mmmm oh yes thanks again for that”
  • “yes that is very tasty. oh no you don’t have to give me anymore you’ve done so much already i couldn’t possibly accept so much kindness and generosity, you are an angel” 

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memewhore:




“A friend took this pic in Arizona USA. The meteorologists don’t have a name for it. Seems to be high energy to be in a Rainbow and a tornado! ”



Oooooooohhhhhhhhh…

memewhore:


“A friend took this pic in Arizona USA. The meteorologists don’t have a name for it. 
Seems to be high energy to be in a Rainbow and a tornado!
 ”

Oooooooohhhhhhhhh…

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I wish I had a room in my house like this

I wish I had a room in my house like this

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altcuties:

time-sponges:

You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry.  You agree to get him dinner. You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food. Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don’t understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry.  Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger.

What did I just read

altcuties:

time-sponges:

You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry.  You agree to get him dinner. You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food. Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don’t understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry.  Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger.

What did I just read

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altcuties:

Damn right

altcuties:

Damn right

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sarabryn:

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