Luck in the Lovliest Places

typette:

rise-like-a-sparrow:

hannadear:

justaliceoflegend:

skarlettfever:

“Five cute boys, stuck in a van with nothing much to do, decide to reenact The Book of Mormon’s opening number, because why not? Says a commenter on Towleroad: “The line between Mormon missionaries, chorus boys, and gay porn is so thin sometimes…”

BROOK I FOUND YOU A THING

I’m in love with the 14-17 year old in the front to the left. And I feel very wrong about that.

I’m proud of the kiddo who held out that note. I think he’s proud of himself too. Anyway, this is fantastic!

HAHAHHA elder cunningham holy jesus I’m crying

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tavrosofnitram:

“let me like that post so i can look at it again sometime!”

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ianthe:

schmergo:

ianthe:

nothing grape flavored is flavored like grapes it’s just flavored like other grape flavored things and this is why I have trust issues

FUN FACT: Grape artificial flavor was the first artificial flavor created, by accident. That means that some guy decided, “Whoa, this smells a lot like grapes,” and now everyone pretends it’s grape-y, too…

It tastes like an accident

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thorsies:

summer break

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keepdrinkingpoison:

Greatest pick up of all time

(via sexy-fail)

steelplatedhearts:

Alternate title for The Great Gatsby:

I Am Uncomfortable With Your Personal Drama And I Want To Go Home: The Nick Carraway Story

(via sexy-fail)

einsteinonacid:

ineedtogetpaid:

i thought LGBT was a sandwich

Lettuce, Glitter, Bacon, Tomato?

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runenweib:

Post-mastectomy tattoos by Tina Bafaro. Photos by Bafaro.

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saboobnah:

bird privilege is being able to make loud as fuck noises early in the morning without somebody calling the cops on you

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