Shooting Holes in The Wall

I just created this blue beefy demon dork who sports a mohawk, hawaiian shirts, a lab coat and spectacles. And he occasionally catches fire. I am so in love with him. I’m gonna go pass out now.

photinus:

crowley of the million lapels (+awkward legs)

photinus:

crowley of the million lapels (+awkward legs)

what do u think about nicki skinny shaming in anaconda?
Anonymous

prayistrash:

I think skinny ppl can turn off her song and open literally any magazine, watch any other video or movie and tv show and see their body types idealized and praised

prettierboy:

when people assume i’m straight i feel so insulted, like am i not gay enough?? do i need to step up my queer game??

the-psycho-cutie:

i didn’t realize growing up meant dying inside but hey it’s whatever

sadafs:

this song is too dangerously a/c 

sadafs:

this song is too dangerously a/c 

hereonmystar:

thefatgawd:

dragonheartedrabbit:

"Waste of good ammo. It’s my privilege to buy you a replacement box."

"All self-respecting whites have a moral responsibility to support our growing number of martyrs to the failed experiment called diversity."

"I thank all Police, you are the ‘Thin Blue Line’ protecting normal Americans from aggressive and entitled primitive savages. America is surely at the tipping point."

Just a few quotes (in case it’s hard to read) from that collection of donation messages for Darren Wilson.

Does anyone else want to say it’s not about race?

This is why white people get side-eyed. Some of these people are your aunts and uncles.

I am so fucking disgusted by people right now. 

darkriddletom:

Gryffindor: Do what is right
Ravenclaw: Do what is wise
Hufflepuff: Do what is kind
Slytherin: PUT A FUCKING BASILISK IN THE CASTLE

cryingondylanships:

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern

cryingondylanships:

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern