i love how tumblr is like personally offended by 50 shades of grey
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This came into work today. I shortlisted it and displayed it on my cafe counter.
The back said something like “He is into BDSM. (Batman, Dragons, Star Wars, and Magic the Gathering).”
The first paragraph starts like this:“I growl with frustration at my reflection in the mirror. My hair is fifty shades of messed up. Why is it so kinky and out of control? I need to stop sleeping with it wet. As I brush my long brown hair, the girl in the mirror brown eyes too big for her, stares back at me. Wait… my eyes are blue! It dawns on me that I haven’t been looking in the mirror—I’ve been staring at a poster of Kirsten Stewart for the past five minutes. My own hair is fine.”
my own hair is fine
oh my god where can i buy this
Nasjonalmuseet for Kunst, Arketektur, og Design
People who have a superiority complex based on their enjoyment of vintage music or books are some of the most annoying people in the world and if I ever hear you ridiculing someone just because they may not enjoy listening to the beatles whilst reading to kill a mockingbird and sipping a cup of hibiscus green tea i will literally come to your house and staple your nipples to your elbows
What if Peter Pan was just an asshole, and had kids jump out of windows, making Neverland a coma dream?
Peter Pan originally was an angel of death that held kid’s hands when on their way to heaven (Neverland). That’s why they never grew up. All those kids were dead.
internet friends are hard sometimes bc it’s sad knowing these wonderful people but also knowing i’ll never get to watch your favourite movies with you or laugh with you until we’re both keeled over holding our stomachs and i’ll never get to have a dance party in the car with any of you and i can’t hug you when you need one or go out for coffee or drinks or food with you. it’s simultaneously a huge bummer and one of the best happiest things ever