the tag is too perfect
the tag is too perfect
why does sex have to result in babies why cant it result in pizza
“push, Helen! push!” she gives the last of her energy, and she hears it
the soft, tender sizzle of a freshly baked pizza
the doctor holds it up by the crust, carefully snipping off the little plastic table
“it’s a deep dish!”
what the hell is wrong with this website
We like pizza and not babies.
The Most Gorgeous Book Ever Has No Words Or Pictures, Just Color
This is the RGB Colorspace Atlas by Tauba Auerbach. The 8”x8” hardcover tome is pretty much an encyclopedia of every color in the RGB index. It’s huge, it’s gorgeous, and I want one.
I KNOW WHAT THIS NEEDS
It’s like they were made for each other.
i swear to fucking hell if you fuckers start shipping a book and i pen i will forcibly shove you back into the pits of hell you came from
Sensors alight, the pen trailed itself sensually down the gradient shift from yellow to blue along ample curve of paper, dipping closer and closer to the book’s spine.
“Can you imagine it?” the pen whispered, whirring and selecting #00563F with practiced intimacy. “Just picture it. With your collection and my potential…we can color the world.”
I SHIP IT
I don’t normally reblog this shit but that picture in the comments is just so freaking adorable
oh look my otp is back
it’s been ten years and i still think this is one of the best plot twists in history
it’s been ten years
oh, have a biscuit
1. Augustus Gloop is gluttony.
He’s either eating or thinking about eating. And his name rhymes with poop.
2. Veruca Salt is greed.
She’s a spoiled brat who always wants more.
3. Violet Beauregarde is pride.
She’s always boasting.
4. Mike Teavee is sloth.
He sits and watches TV all the time. His name is also Teavee aka TV
5. Grandpa Joe is envy.
He wants what Wonka has (the factory) and Charlie has (the ticket).
6. Charlie is lust.
Not the kind you normally think of, but the intense desire.
7. … and Wonka is wrath.
He punishes everyone for their flaws.
my life is over now
My mind is blown
And there goes my sanity
Keep this one safe. He means the world to me.
i wanna dress like a post-apocalyptic rebel leader who beheads her enemies while taking shots of whiskey but then again i also want to dress like a very feminine little girl that frolics through fields of lovely flowers,
my struggle is real
Amanda Abbington, on how she and Martin Freeman met.
this smooth ass motherfucker