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Posted on 19th Oct at 11:14 PM, with 37,644 notes

pixiesizedprincess:

This Halloween, I’m dressing up as Maleficent and going to all the parties I wasn’t invited to. 

Posted on 19th Oct at 11:07 PM, with 196,205 notes
bagelbrother:

i think your sister knows how to turn the FCK UP

bagelbrother:

i think your sister knows how to turn the FCK UP

Posted on 19th Oct at 11:03 PM, with 102,260 notes

mypocketshurt90:

tweakerwolf:

disputedjustice:

kahtiihma:

gifak-net:

Japan Awesome Invention 

BUT THEN YOU HAVE A SHIT WATER DRIPPING PIECE OF PLASTIC I AM NOT AMUSED

No, because the only way for the water to touch the plastic is for it to already be overflowing.
This traps a layer of air between the plastic and the water creating a section. So when you push the air down, it’s forcing the water through the pipes.
This is actually really cool!

interesting

Arthur Weasley is so proud of you, Japan.  Countering a regurgitating toilet spell with a simple sheet of plastic.

Posted on 19th Oct at 10:14 PM, with 58,089 notes

sanziene:

batsyandmrj:

There’s thousands of notes on posts about how unfair it is that there isn’t a wonder woman movie and now that its been officially announced nobody is talking about it?

Like Can I get at least a hell yeah?

Gathers her popcorn and waits until SJW see this and start boycoting the movie because Gal Gadot is in it.

Posted on 19th Oct at 10:13 PM, with 233,881 notes
john-barowman:

dontwakethedragons:

what-is-gmans-gender:

loveurlittlethings7:

linalovesonedirection:

onedgirl2299:

Good kisser;)


Good kisser

After seeing a strange but convincing post on her dash, Sarah decides to test its theory. She begins holding her breath—an easy task for a first-chair clarinet—and carefully clicks “reblog”. The post becomes lighter as the loading icon appears, spinning in the center like the circle of life itself. Suddenly, her computer shuts down as it runs out of battery. The girl frantically begins searching for her laptop charger, still holding her breath with a determined will. She won’t lose this fight. As her computer begins to turn on, she pounds the wall beside her in frustration as she notices the Windows mandatory update screen—once a simple annoyance, it is now the key that seals her fate. “Come on, come on!” she whispers, afraid to use up too much of her precious air supply, now dwindling as the percentage slowly increases. 35%. Her lungs are on fire, but she cannot give up. 50%. Black spots begin to cloud her vision. 70%. Feeling faint, she leans back and tries to keep her racing mind focused on the task at hand. 85%. Mere seconds remain. 99%. … Just as it hits 100%, her screen comes to life, but the girl can’t take it anymore and promptly passes out, knocking over the poorly-placed lit candle on her dresser. It ignites the pile of school papers on the ground, and within minutes the whole house is ablaze. Fortunately, Sarah lives alone, and only one life is taken in the tragic accident. It’s a shame that she put so much trust in the internet with such a personal matter as kissing. Perhaps she should’ve just asked her girlfriend instead, thus saving all of this trouble.

reblog or sarah’s lips will haunt you and give you bad luck for eight years

welcome to night vale

john-barowman:

dontwakethedragons:

what-is-gmans-gender:

loveurlittlethings7:

linalovesonedirection:

onedgirl2299:

Good kisser;)

Good kisser

After seeing a strange but convincing post on her dash, Sarah decides to test its theory. She begins holding her breath—an easy task for a first-chair clarinet—and carefully clicks “reblog”. The post becomes lighter as the loading icon appears, spinning in the center like the circle of life itself. Suddenly, her computer shuts down as it runs out of battery. The girl frantically begins searching for her laptop charger, still holding her breath with a determined will. She won’t lose this fight. As her computer begins to turn on, she pounds the wall beside her in frustration as she notices the Windows mandatory update screen—once a simple annoyance, it is now the key that seals her fate. “Come on, come on!” she whispers, afraid to use up too much of her precious air supply, now dwindling as the percentage slowly increases. 35%. Her lungs are on fire, but she cannot give up. 50%. Black spots begin to cloud her vision. 70%. Feeling faint, she leans back and tries to keep her racing mind focused on the task at hand. 85%. Mere seconds remain. 99%. … Just as it hits 100%, her screen comes to life, but the girl can’t take it anymore and promptly passes out, knocking over the poorly-placed lit candle on her dresser. It ignites the pile of school papers on the ground, and within minutes the whole house is ablaze. Fortunately, Sarah lives alone, and only one life is taken in the tragic accident. It’s a shame that she put so much trust in the internet with such a personal matter as kissing. Perhaps she should’ve just asked her girlfriend instead, thus saving all of this trouble.

reblog or sarah’s lips will haunt you and give you bad luck for eight years

welcome to night vale

Posted on 19th Oct at 10:07 PM, with 470,612 notes

sashathumpa:

"u missed di schoo bus eh?"

"yes fadda"

"find a wey ti schoo den"

Posted on 19th Oct at 10:06 PM, with 468 notes

glamorous-enterlude:

1x12 / 2x07 / 3x01 | Count Vertigo is in Starling City, forcing Oliver Queen make decisions.

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