infinite-stormers

Daniel Smith’s quotes

yeahey:

aholeinmystormer:

stormasechelons:

kylesimmonsstache:

bastille-storm:

bastilleba:

  1. Making something cold doesn’t make it a salad!
  2. If you call something sexy, that makes it sexy!

(to be continued)

3. I love eating chicken

4. sneezing’s wicked. except for when you’re driving.

5. people think that we’re strippers. which we’re not. which is weird.

6. Not in a kinky way

7. Shut up Kyle!

we sure chose the right person to idolise

gingerb3ard

youcanchoosefreedom:

parkingpowersactivate:

disneyfoodtravel:

Jean Valjean in the first 10 minutes of the movie:  I only stole a loaf of bread

literally me for the rest of Les Miserables:

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Fun fact! ^This line in Aladdin was a reference to Les Miserables. They had it because the girl who did the voice for Jasmine’s singing, Lea Salonga, played Eponine on broadway and is one of the most famous Eponines ever. She also went on to play Fantine and was the singing voice of Mulan

MIND=BLOWN

cornedy
adore-elegance:

So, I know a lot of you have a hard time talking and contacting people, and find people with the same interests. So I decided to make something called ”Tumblr Buddies”. 
Info:
basically all you have to do is reblog this post, and fill out THIS SURVEY
Please be following me (you don’t have to, but it would be nice if you did :))
After you’ve reblogged this post and filled out the survey, I will pair you up with someone who has the same interests as you (I might even pair you up with more than one)
if you need advice, you can always check out our advice blog
please be patient: it may take some time to find someone with the same interests as you! 
If you have any other questions or concerns, feel free to message me anytime :)

adore-elegance:

So, I know a lot of you have a hard time talking and contacting people, and find people with the same interests. So I decided to make something called ”Tumblr Buddies”. 

Info:

  • basically all you have to do is reblog this post, and fill out THIS SURVEY
  • Please be following me (you don’t have to, but it would be nice if you did :))
  • After you’ve reblogged this post and filled out the survey, I will pair you up with someone who has the same interests as you (I might even pair you up with more than one)
  • if you need advice, you can always check out our advice blog
  • please be patient: it may take some time to find someone with the same interests as you! 

If you have any other questions or concerns, feel free to message me anytime :)

dansmithisperfect

imactuallytrying:

skankmcmeow:

I see your shifting gaze, that disgusted glance. I know you’re questioning my parenting from across the elementary school assembly.

Let me tell you a little story about the kindergarten student with bright purple hair, my little Raven Marie…

A month before school started she decided to play hair stylist with the craft scissors, and to save what was left I had to opt for a pixie cut. She was absolutely devastated. It was about three hours before she stopped her harsh sobbing and hiccups.

Why?

She has thought that the length of a girls hair was what made her “girly”. I know I’ve personally had many hairstyles around her before, including a purple mohawk, which many people criticized as not being “girly” enough. Media, other children, other parents, and society made it worse. She would randomly burst in tears while out in public for the first week of her new style, screaming that she looked like a boy. That everyone would think she’s a boy.

At one point she took off her bow in her hair, threw it at a cashier and screamed, “I DON’T NEED THIS BOW TO TELL YOU THAT I’M NOT A BOY, BECAUSE I’M NOT”

Proudly stomping away in her blue jean overalls, head held high.

Once we edged closer to the first day of school she kept asking questions like, “Do you think the other kids will like me? Do you think they’ll be my friend? Will they think I’m a boy? Will they pick on me because I have boy hair?”

So I went to the grocery store, bought some dye, and spent the whole night transforming my bright blonde little girl into a plum punk rock fairy. I then assured her that if any of the kids didn’t like her, they were just jealous.

As for you, mothers and teachers with the wandering eyes filled with disgust and judgement, I’m in the business of raising a free spirit.

Here’s to you, Raven Marie. I love you.

Actual hero
We need more parents like you