1. The Maze Runner cast dancing.

    (Source: dylanobrizen, via literaryroses)

  2. pop-punkhemmo:

    I’m trying.

    (via loserkidluke)

  3. thatanomalousblog:

    I’ve come too far to risk all this good luck

    (Source: lilowlythings, via neatpotatoes)


  4. willtwerkforchickennuggets:


    never let me play a game with a customizable character, because i will spend the entire time making the character, instead of playing the actual game


    (via i-can-phil-jacksgap)

  5. jdmejia04:



    how many times have i quoted this movie

    not enough

    (Source: cabbagefuneral, via i-can-phil-jacksgap)

  8. fl0wer-princesss:



    So Brad totally talked about this in an interview, saying that Shiloh prefers to be addressed by all the family as John (and if anyone calls ze—I guess, I’m not sure if there are chosen gender pronouns yet, so I’m just going to use ze/zir—Shiloh, ze’ll be all “it’s JOHN OKAY?”) and prefers traditionally “masculine” things like swords and boy clothes etc., and he and Angelina don’t care because they a) recognize that not all children are the same/follow traditional gender binaries and b) they love John no matter what so it doesn’t matter to them what gender ze is. Which I thought was awesome/adorable.

    I’m not nessesarily a big fan of Jolie, however I will say this: If my mother had done for me what she is doing for Shiloh/John it would have saved me a a childhood full of frustration, numbness and confusion. I would not now look back on 19 years worth of life and wish I had been able to LIVE IT. Instead, I spent 19 years pretending to be someone else. I can’t help but feel robbed. Why do we tell children who they are? HOW can we tell children who they are?

    Parents, please, LISTEN to your kids. Embrace difference and know that you are raising your children right by allowing them to be themselves and loving them unconditionally.


    Not a fan of either as actors but kudos to them as parents.

    i fucking love the jolie-pitt family

    (via high-functioning-hedgehog)

  9. postmodernismruinedme:




    “some historians think that michelangelo was drawing god in a human brain. very few people knew what one looked like at the time; but michelangelo had dissected cadavers and would have known. it even has the hint of a brain stem. if true this would have been a great “fuck you” to the pope whom he was not friendly with but also would have meant god was in a human brain, or created by man.”


    also michelangelo painted a baby angel flipping off the pope


    the blond one, you see his right hand? that’s called the fig and it’s an old world european gesture for ‘fuck you” because apparently Pope Juluis II was a total raging asshole and everyone hated him

    but nobody ever noticed this little fucker because the ceiling was so high

    and then thirty years later they called michelangelo back to paint the wall behind the altar and he wasted no time in painting the gates of hell behind the pope’s chair

    what a badass

    It amuses me to this day how much Michelangelo hated his job

    (via captain-of-the-friend-ship)


  10. Reblog if your parents have ever:


    - pointed out acne
    - treated you like a little slave (you get them EVERYTHING)
    - made fun of people who you idolize
    - made you feel like an outcast
    - ever called you a mistake or worthless
    - forced you to go to a place where you weren’t comfortable
    - made jokes about your weight
    - made you cry
    - made you break down
    - made you feel like you were all alone
    If so I’m going to send each and everyone of you a message!

    (via ashtonirwilly)