Hell's Quookie Speaks from Within
skaodi:

Details from Zuhair Murad Haute Couture Spring 2014.

skaodi:

Details from Zuhair Murad Haute Couture Spring 2014.

simsgonewrong:

my sim was taking photobooth photos with another girl who DIED halfway through 

simsgonewrong:

my sim was taking photobooth photos with another girl who DIED halfway through 

Slight commentary on the “teach me how to be goth” thing, as well as my own coming out of the coffin experience. If there is a road map to becoming goth, let this be your compass. 

flukeoffate:

gingahninjah:

sliced bread is the greatest thing since betty white

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flukeoffate:

gingahninjah:

sliced bread is the greatest thing since betty white

Reblogging for that comment


luna moth & African moon moth

luna moth & African moon moth

Satan: [appears]
Satan: You can have anything you wan--
Me: LANGUAGE.
Satan: What?
Me: GIVE ME EVERY LANGUAGE.
Satan: What the--?
Me: YOU SAID ANYTHING. GIVE ME EVERY LANGUAGE IN THE WORLD.
Satan: Wouldn't you rather have love or money?
Me: EVERY. LANGUAGE. MASTERY OF EVERY LANGUAGE. NOW.

moc-tod-ffuts-modnar:

thatderp:

fortheloveofhulk:

the-silence-wears-westwood:

What if people who have anxiety are just unaccustomed to the way the world works because this is the first incarnation of their soul on the earth? And confident people are at ease with the world because they have already been incarnated multiple times and, in a sense, already know how the world works.

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What if it’s the other way around?

I don’t know which disturbs me more.

What it’s reincarnated souls from other universes and at first we’re like “did this mother just sass me? You don’t know me and where I’m from” but we’re not from here and our understanding of the rules leaves us vunerable. So we have to relearn everything. Sometimes it’s too late and we give up and sometimes we cherish any similarities between us and someone else. Maybe just maybe someone else is from where we’re from.

anothercleverjedimindtrick:

nextlifeout:

oldmanasante:

Comedian Aisha Tyler owned all the trolls hating on the fact that she was selected to be a presenter at the 2012 Ubisoft E3 press conference. In the form of a poem. I think I’m more infatuated with this woman than ever before.
====
Dear Gamers
I play.
I’ve played since I was a little kid. 
Since I begged my dad to buy me a Nintendo LCD Donkey Kong, Jr.
Since I blew through three weeks’ allowance playing Defender at the laundromat.
Since you were a twinge in the left side of your daddy’s underoos.
I’ve been a gamer since I made friends with a girl in the 5th grade just to get at her Atari.
Since I missed the bus playing Galaga after school.
Since I missed the start of Return of the Jedi playing Tempest in the theater lobby.
You think you know. You don’t know.
I’ve been a gamer since before you could read.
Since I aced midterms after staying up all night playing Evil Tetris.
Since I became dorm champ at Leisure Suit Larry.
Since I double-wielded on Time Crisis 3 at Fuddrucker’s.
I was a voice in not one, but two major video game titles.
I hosted the Reach Beta tutorial.
I was a Gears of War superfan panelist at ComicCon.
I hosted the Ubisoft presser at E3 2012.
I didn’t do any of it for the money. 
For most I got paid next to nothing, and for some, less than that.
I did it because I love video games.
Because I’ve dreamt since I was a kid of being in one of the games I love.
How many games have you done voices for?
How many cons have you repped at?
Your buddy’s Unreal Tournament garage deathmatch doesn’t count.
I go to E3 each year because I love video games.
Because new titles still get me high.
Because I still love getting swag.
Love wearing my gamer pride on my sleeve.
People ask me what console I play.
Motherfucker, ALL of them.
I get invited to E3 because real gamers know I’m a gamer.
I don’t do it for the money.
I have plenty of money.
I don’t do it for the fame.
Fuck fame.
I do it because I love video games.
I don’t give out my gamertag because I don’t want a mess of noob jackholes lining up
to assassinate me on XBL. 
I don’t give a shit what you think about my gamerscore.
I don’t play to prove a point. 
I don’t play to be the best.
I play because I love it.
I play.
I’ve been playing my whole life. 
I’m not ashamed of it.
I don’t apologize for it.
It’s who I am.
To the core.
I’m a gamer.
So to all the haters out there who claim I don’t play;
To the GAF dicks, 
Gamespot trolls, 
To every illiterate racist douchebag on Youtube:
Flame away. Go nuts.
Post every jackass comment your heart desires.
I’ll still be playing when your mom’s kicked you out of her basement
and you have to sell your old-ass console
and get a real job.
For now, I say to you respectfully,
and I mean this from the bottom of my heart,
GFYS.


Forever relevant to me.

I love this woman!

anothercleverjedimindtrick:

nextlifeout:

oldmanasante:

Comedian Aisha Tyler owned all the trolls hating on the fact that she was selected to be a presenter at the 2012 Ubisoft E3 press conference. In the form of a poem. I think I’m more infatuated with this woman than ever before.

====

Dear Gamers

I play.

I’ve played since I was a little kid. 

Since I begged my dad to buy me a Nintendo LCD Donkey Kong, Jr.

Since I blew through three weeks’ allowance playing Defender at the laundromat.

Since you were a twinge in the left side of your daddy’s underoos.

I’ve been a gamer since I made friends with a girl in the 5th grade just to get at her Atari.

Since I missed the bus playing Galaga after school.

Since I missed the start of Return of the Jedi playing Tempest in the theater lobby.

You think you know. You don’t know.

I’ve been a gamer since before you could read.

Since I aced midterms after staying up all night playing Evil Tetris.

Since I became dorm champ at Leisure Suit Larry.

Since I double-wielded on Time Crisis 3 at Fuddrucker’s.

I was a voice in not one, but two major video game titles.

I hosted the Reach Beta tutorial.

I was a Gears of War superfan panelist at ComicCon.

I hosted the Ubisoft presser at E3 2012.

I didn’t do any of it for the money. 

For most I got paid next to nothing, and for some, less than that.

I did it because I love video games.

Because I’ve dreamt since I was a kid of being in one of the games I love.

How many games have you done voices for?

How many cons have you repped at?

Your buddy’s Unreal Tournament garage deathmatch doesn’t count.

I go to E3 each year because I love video games.

Because new titles still get me high.

Because I still love getting swag.

Love wearing my gamer pride on my sleeve.

People ask me what console I play.

Motherfucker, ALL of them.

I get invited to E3 because real gamers know I’m a gamer.

I don’t do it for the money.

I have plenty of money.

I don’t do it for the fame.

Fuck fame.

I do it because I love video games.

I don’t give out my gamertag because I don’t want a mess of noob jackholes lining up

to assassinate me on XBL. 

I don’t give a shit what you think about my gamerscore.

I don’t play to prove a point. 

I don’t play to be the best.

I play because I love it.

I play.

I’ve been playing my whole life. 

I’m not ashamed of it.

I don’t apologize for it.

It’s who I am.

To the core.

I’m a gamer.

So to all the haters out there who claim I don’t play;

To the GAF dicks, 

Gamespot trolls, 

To every illiterate racist douchebag on Youtube:

Flame away. Go nuts.

Post every jackass comment your heart desires.

I’ll still be playing when your mom’s kicked you out of her basement

and you have to sell your old-ass console

and get a real job.

For now, I say to you respectfully,

and I mean this from the bottom of my heart,

GFYS.

Forever relevant to me.

I love this woman!

fashionaryhand:

Anascko’s Fashionary- From sketches to real garments

Anascko is a Ukrainian fashion design student and it is her diploma project. She use Fashionary sketchbook and draw on the womens figure templates and final touch with photoshop. Nice sketches!

Benedict, we know who they are. You don’t have to point at them to distract attention from your fine ass self and focus on their fine ass selves. Just take the damn picture Cumberbatch!