It's all make believe, isn't it?


I'm Shelsea. I'm a freak. I love Lady Gaga, Reading, Marilyn Monroe, and pretty words.
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ruinedchildhood:

Remember the iCarly episode when Carly and Freddie have sex?

(Source: ruinedchildhood, via elevator-to-the-moon)

Anonymous asked: tumblr must have some wealthy investors considering the way they're giving away free stuff at tumblrtreats(.)com did you do it yet?

come back when you get me this sloth

eastofellis:

mockingtheodds:

keithmorris:

i wanted to know what a duck looked like without a beak so i googled it and ive been laughing at this photo for about 3 minutes

omfg

Fuck you, man D; Fuck you *dying*

(via stuffyluffy)

vintagegal:

 Room 206, Playboy Club VIP magazine illustration by Don Lewis c. 1960’s

Gaga’s speech while performing Hair at the BTWball in Manila x

(Source: like-a-fucking-dream, via lady-godga)

dylaneatsrainbows:

ralphdgamf:

starkidwholived:

kimburrit0:

I was helping my little brother
Where the fuck does jack come from

That’s basically what math is like for the rest of your life.I love how the answer is at the bottom of the page. And how is any kid suppose to know how many stickers Jack has? Does Tani and Jen give Jack their stickers? I wish I was Jack. My friends never give me stickers.  

You’re all missing the point. This isn’t math. Rather it’s metaphysics, or the existence of our being. Theoretically speaking, Jack isn’t a person. Jack exists in all of us. We are Jack. Jack is all of us. Every single one of us. In each inept part of our being, our existence, Jack lives. Forgotten and ignored, yet he exists in our never ending subconscious. The question, rather, is how many stickers do we all have?

oh my god i am dying