Don’t Hate, Coach…don’t hate.
Don’t Hate, Coach…don’t hate.
favourite person in the world.
Tomorrow the Trailer Arrives! #FiftyShades
The Modern Knight is Brave, Chivalrous, & Bold. Are you a Modern Knight? Wear this noble Armour and prove your courage to friends & family alike.
White privilege is never having to spell your last name.
you… you’ve never met a polish person have you
^^^^ We add spice to spelling!
Try Serbian… even Americanized they jack it up.
I have to spell my 1st and last name..,
Not every white persons last name is smith or jones
"Get in the car princess, daddy’s taking you shopping."
"Daddy’s has to work hard today so he can spoil you later."
"That’s right baby doll, swing the mallet just like daddy showed you."
"I’m in a rush little one, whatever you want just charge it to daddy’s credit card."
"Shut up Daddys Sleeping"
holy shit, the notes….
This has more notes than the ‘Make Dean in gym shorts the most reblogged pic on tumblr’
1 million more than the last time this crossed my dash.
11mio. o.O just wow
I’m glad that my gif is still there
"Firstly, I’m glad you survived. I don’t know how you can stand all that water. Secondly, come here. You washed off my scent."
accurate caption is accurate
WHITE WITH RED
White with Red was an extremely popular short creepy story that has been turned into a short film.
This is the story:
A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. Especially no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed.
The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to.
This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn’t make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red.
At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, “Did you look through the keyhole?” The man told her that he had and she said, “Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red.”
Well you can just rock me to sleep tonight