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Reblogged from curtains-are-my-friend

Help???

curtains-are-my-friend:

In my bathroom there was a loud crash and 2/4 light bulbs burnt out and now there’s a burning smell?? Should I be worried???

Reblogged from fingersareoptional
kinghanalister:

carryonmy-assbutt:

fingersareoptional:

jetn:

fingersareoptional:

fingersareoptional:

fingersareoptional:

fingersareoptional:

fingersareoptional:

fingersareoptional:

*prepares party popper*


*nervously shakes the party popper*


*slowly falls asleep with the party popper*


*has a wonderful night with the party popper*


*gets married to the party popper*

It’s a beautiful evening in February. My wife and I are sitting at the fireplace, when suddenly a terrible image appears on the screen of my computer.

My wife looks at me. As I look in her terrified, cardboard eyes, filled with tears, she takes a deep breath, before saying with her shivering voice “It’s what you’ve always wanted, dear. Do it.” My hands start shaking and a lone tear rolls down my cheek. “I can’t, honey. I’m not like that anymore.” “I will do it.” a small voice behind us says. As I turn around, my eyes cross with my son; our son. “You don’t have to do this, Benedict.” I say, as I hold his hands.
Ignoring what I told him, young Benedict Popper-Are Optional holds my wife’s cardboard body in one hand, and her long, beautiful string in the other. With tears in my eyes, I turn my head away. A loud pop sounds behind me and I watch in terror as I see my wife’s confetti spread across the room.
"It’s what you’ve always wanted, dad…" my son says, putting his small, cardboard hand on my shoulder. "Yes," I say, "but not like this… Never like this…"

what the actual fuck



why is there fan art

nevermind that why is their son lettuce

kinghanalister:

carryonmy-assbutt:

fingersareoptional:

jetn:

fingersareoptional:

fingersareoptional:

fingersareoptional:

fingersareoptional:

fingersareoptional:

fingersareoptional:

*prepares party popper*

*nervously shakes the party popper*

*slowly falls asleep with the party popper*

*has a wonderful night with the party popper*

*gets married to the party popper*

It’s a beautiful evening in February. My wife and I are sitting at the fireplace, when suddenly a terrible image appears on the screen of my computer.

My wife looks at me. As I look in her terrified, cardboard eyes, filled with tears, she takes a deep breath, before saying with her shivering voice “It’s what you’ve always wanted, dear. Do it.” My hands start shaking and a lone tear rolls down my cheek. “I can’t, honey. I’m not like that anymore.” “I will do it.” a small voice behind us says. As I turn around, my eyes cross with my son; our son. “You don’t have to do this, Benedict.” I say, as I hold his hands.

Ignoring what I told him, young Benedict Popper-Are Optional holds my wife’s cardboard body in one hand, and her long, beautiful string in the other. With tears in my eyes, I turn my head away. A loud pop sounds behind me and I watch in terror as I see my wife’s confetti spread across the room.

"It’s what you’ve always wanted, dad…" my son says, putting his small, cardboard hand on my shoulder. "Yes," I say, "but not like this… Never like this…"

what the actual fuck

why is there fan art

nevermind that why is their son lettuce

(via marshall-leroy)

Reblogged from bonny-notion

bonny-notion:

found this in a doctors office

im not convinced they know what drugs do

(via marshall-leroy)

Reblogged from menstrualcramps
Reblogged from acidocasualidad
acidocasualidad:

50 years later

acidocasualidad:

50 years later

(via slendermoon)

Reblogged from holnnes

theemptyholmes:

theemptyholmes:

theemptyholmes:

If you ever think your life is bad just remember that when my sister was born my mum threw up on her

She knows

image

She’s still pissed off at me and blame all of you

(Source: holnnes, via marshall-leroy)

Reblogged from shuckl

(Source: shuckl, via slendermoon)

Reblogged from aouba

aouba:

I made a simple pixel of downtown achievement city

edit: not sure that it matters after 1500 notes but I fixed the order, Gavin and Rays houses are in the right place now.

edit2: gavins melons

(via slendermoon)

Reblogged from pinkcookiedimples

supamuthafuckinvillain:

blaquezilla:

pinkcookiedimples:

Emmanuel Hudson distributing life

Bliss

This ruined me.

(via punkmonksteven)

Reblogged from pikatruuu

(Source: pikatruuu, via stonershy)

Reblogged from gruesomelymoved
homugi:

kimkilwhan:

homugi:

kimkilwhan:

my toaster broke

HOW ARE YOU HOLDING YOUR CAMERA

with the other piece of toast

??????????????????!!!?????

homugi:

kimkilwhan:

homugi:

kimkilwhan:

my toaster broke

HOW ARE YOU HOLDING YOUR CAMERA

with the other piece of toast

??????????????????!!!?????

(Source: gruesomelymoved, via punkmonksteven)

Reblogged from wertheyouth
lesbianwarriors:

This is either a gay wedding or a straight one with a selfish groom

lesbianwarriors:

This is either a gay wedding or a straight one with a selfish groom

(Source: wertheyouth, via adel-oi-lil-brat)

Reblogged from rage-comics-base
unwinona:

tattoos-n-tokes:

this is why the world is beautiful, maybe its just me but i find this cool as fuck

"Your kid says hi." -The sun

unwinona:

tattoos-n-tokes:

this is why the world is beautiful, maybe its just me but i find this cool as fuck

"Your kid says hi." -The sun

(Source: rage-comics-base, via crrocs)

Reblogged from sundaychurchpanties
Reblogged from acrumblebatchwithcustardfreeman

sassiest-assbutt-in-the-garrison:

wilwheaton:

acrumblebatchwithcustardfreeman:

I GET SO JEALOUS OF PEOPLE WHO SEE COOL SHIT ON THE LOG IN PAGE

BECAUSE I NEVER SEE THE LOG IN PAGE

BECAUSE I NEVER FUCKING LOG OUT

People log out?

Wait. You can log out?

(via curtains-are-my-friend)