I don’t care that we’re out of powdered sugar or vanilla extract. I don’t care that my mom and brother have been snacking on all the cake mix so that it’s entirely useless to me. I don’t care if I open the carton of eggs and find that they’re all cracked, no power in the universe can stop me from making a cake to celebrate Chris Colfer’s birthday and GODDAMMIT THERE WILL BE CAKE.
Suddenly really depressed and I can’t make it stop…time for a twelfth buffy marathon.

cosmo tip #247
during intercourse, embrace him and softly whisper “are you feeling it mr. krabs?”
(Source: wallysdick)
When the maker of tumblr is on your dashboard, always reblog.
Number one rule of Tumblr.
Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia.
(Source: weaslette)
should I wait for the actual olympics before spamming the team tag? Nah, wanna spam now. All opposed, say neigh.






