alterableconstants

strawberrystardust:

clear-as:

rowdy-redhead:

ratherdielaughing:

Polite cat 

That little headbutt in the second one gave me diabetes.

“Excuse me, human. I would like a petting, please. Yes, thank you.”

“Um, excuse me, human? Human? Ah yes, I’d like another petting please. Ah, thank you.”

Always reblog Polite Cat.

Goodness.

Oh my god the little headbutt in the second gif.

meghantonjes
We don’t know how to hold onto things anymore. We don’t know how to take something in, think about it, figure it out, make a decision […] It’s like when something happens and we’re feeling some kind of way we automatically want to put it out. Put it out, put it out, put it out, almost like, "get it off me." […] And I get that, but in some ways I think that’s a flaw for our culture and our generation, and the fact that we just want to get rid of every feeling so quickly that we don’t take the time to properly process it and to just feel, like, to just fucking deal with things for a little bit.

Meghan Tonjes, Adventures In Roommating - Episode 8: Booty Revolution.

This fuckin podcast. In love. 

(via sambamkablaam)

fettfanforlife
tomismonochromaticallyfabulous:

A belated introduction to an item of clothing I like to call: the shimmery black shirt of molten death.
Honestly, this is the silkiest, most indulgent fabric I have ever seen you put on your body, Thomas. You are gleaming like a fucking star - or perhaps a black hole would be more apt considering the colour, a black hole sucking all of our lives into the plunging vortex of his plunging neckline.
P.S. That is a very smug little face you have there, you smartass. Pfft. You are gorgeous. Shut up.

tomismonochromaticallyfabulous:

A belated introduction to an item of clothing I like to call: the shimmery black shirt of molten death.

Honestly, this is the silkiest, most indulgent fabric I have ever seen you put on your body, Thomas. You are gleaming like a fucking star - or perhaps a black hole would be more apt considering the colour, a black hole sucking all of our lives into the plunging vortex of his plunging neckline.

P.S. That is a very smug little face you have there, you smartass. Pfft. You are gorgeous. Shut up.