Deh-Shay, Deh-Shay, Bah Sah Rah. Bah Sah Rah.
Deh-Shay, Deh-Shay, Bah Sah Rah. Bah Sah Rah.
death-by-lulz:

lobotomyfail:
The anatomy of a Chihuahua.
princessbrononoke:

“Princess baby sorry my writingis so messy but my thumb hurts and itwon’t stop bleeding.     I love you so much baby, you reallyare the greatest thing that’s everhappened to me. You really have no ideahow much I love you babe.   I got some blood on this note, I hopeyou don’t mind.    You’re totally my best friend andI’ll always be here for you no matter what.I’ll love you more than anyone else will. You mean the world to me.      I can’t help but smile when   I see you because I feel so lucky tohave somebody like youI’m in so much love with you.I can’t wait to marry you PrincessYou really mean the world to me.I’d do anything for you babeYou’re the most gorgeous person alive it’shard to believe you’re all mine.I’m never going to leave you andI hope you never leave me.I’m in so much love with you.     I love you Princess                       -Anthony”
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-Found this in the gutter while I was out one day, and it’s by far the coolest/creepiest/saddest thing I’ve ever found.-
-poetic:

cyberunfamous:

Heartache by me

We should get this to 200k notes yeah?? :)
vacants:

(by Abraham Alghanem)
lolzpicx:

Just searching for a place I’ll fit in.
thedoctorwillsaveme:

asilookatthemoon:

thepriest:

Wilder was initially hesitant, but finally accepted the role under one condition:
When I make my first entrance, I’d like to come out of the door carrying a cane and then walk toward the crowd with a limp. After the crowd sees Willy Wonka is a cripple, they all whisper to themselves and then become deathly quiet. As I walk toward them, my cane sinks into one of the cobblestones I’m walking on and stands straight up, by itself… but I keep on walking, until I realize that I no longer have my cane. I start to fall forward, and just before I hit the ground, I do a beautiful forward somersault and bounce back up, to great applause.
When Stuart asked why, Wilder replied, “because from that time on, no one will know if I’m lying or telling the truth.”

Gene Wilder was a genius.

I will always reblog this.
witneyhouston:

i actually cant breathe