sapoosa reblogged your post and added:

THIS DIRTY TALK IN UNACCEPTABLE, THERE ARE KIDS ON…

THIS BLOG IS NOW 18+, KIDS. GO LOG ONTO NEOPETS OR SOMETHING.

sapoosa  
How dare you reblog that porn onto my dashboard. Your last post is so disrespectful.

Oh, god. I know. That dish is of the sensual mind/body connection-level cuisine realm right there. That plate is like a relationship litmus test. If I was to propose that as a meal by candlelight and you’re a go, then we’re a go. 

sapoosa  
do-not-touch-my-food:

Browned Butter Chocolate Chip Pumpkin Bread

I’m about to go out to the store and buy a bread pan after work. I am not joking.

do-not-touch-my-food:

Browned Butter Chocolate Chip Pumpkin Bread

I’m about to go out to the store and buy a bread pan after work. I am not joking.

crumbbum:

fuckyeah1990s:

Windows Screensavers

old school entertainment 

Hey, hey! Who’s got two thumbs, a new car, a secret penchant for chains and bite marks, and a fleshy 8-track player in his chest?!

I dunno. Probably some Cronenberg character or something.

ladyinterior:

Postcards For Ants, Lorraine Loots

rita-haxx:

zeekayart:

a guide for people who can’t tell the 90s from the early 2000s apart

  • if people are dressed in neon, it’s the 90simage
  • if people are dressed in space age metallics, it’s the 2000simage

Oh my god

skeptictank:

yourinternetmom:

Repeat after mom:My worth is not measured by the number on the tag inside my jeans.
My worth is not measured by the score on my report card.
My worth is not measured by the number printed on my paycheck.My worth is measured by my actions & my intentions, and I am worthy of so much.

If you’re looking for some stuff on tumblr that makes you feel good, follow yourinternetmom (and yourinternetdad for good measure). Advice about growing up, friendship, self esteem, how to survive school, encouragement, tips on how to do adulthood & reminders for major life milestones so you don’t forget father’s day or tax deadlines.
All of the warm fuzzies of an internet mom, none of the badgering about that one time you backed the car into the garage door. Run by real life adults who love you.

skeptictank:

yourinternetmom:

Repeat after mom:

My worth is not measured by the number on the tag inside my jeans.

My worth is not measured by the score on my report card.

My worth is not measured by the number printed on my paycheck.

My worth is measured by my actions & my intentions, and I am worthy of so much.

If you’re looking for some stuff on tumblr that makes you feel good, follow yourinternetmom (and yourinternetdad for good measure). Advice about growing up, friendship, self esteem, how to survive school, encouragement, tips on how to do adulthood & reminders for major life milestones so you don’t forget father’s day or tax deadlines.

All of the warm fuzzies of an internet mom, none of the badgering about that one time you backed the car into the garage door. Run by real life adults who love you.

jewrato:

everyone cancelled

jewrato:

everyone cancelled

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one-offs-from-slb79:

Is there a name for nagging love and desire, of the type that will not go entirely away, even as time makes crystalline how improbable a happy union with the lover would be?

Something German, perhaps?

columbianca:

adslibitum:

MusiXploitation by Ads Libitum :

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dope

I cannot get over the Outkast/CHUD poster.

I mean… CHUD!