Bright Lights in Paradise

choosechoice:

Dove hired a forensic artist to draw how women see themselves versus how others see them - the results are moving.

(via jumpushfall)

Josh Ramsay

—all the small things cover

helmetfuck:

All The Small Things (Blink-182 cover) sung by Josh Ramsay

FTMWAV Prince Geroge

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how does he manage to turn this into a freaking piano song so s

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Imagine if you called a wrong number, and the person you called was a celebrity

queen-of-bliss:

queen-of-bliss:

forsciencejohn:

pwopermaizito:

thechosenone305:

concernedresidentofbakerstreet:

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-Hello? Mom?

-No. This is Darren Criss. 

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“Hey, sis! What’s up?
“Sis? This is Benedict.”

“Mom, can you pick me up?”

“Mom? It’s Misha.”

“Dad, where are you?”

“Ehehehehehhe”

notice how all the people we’re hypothetically trying to reach are family members because we don’t actually have friends to call

Reblogging because of the accuracy of that comment ^

(Source: joshfransexme, via unimportant-nuisance)

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an “L” on her forehead

Well the years start coming and they don’t stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn’t make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

So much to do so much to see
So what’s wrong with taking the back streets
You’ll never know if you don’t go
You’ll never shine if you don’t glow

Hey now you’re an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you’re a Rock Star get the show on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

It’s a cool place and they say it gets colder
You’re bundled up now but wait ‘til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture

The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The waters getting warm so you might as well swim
My world’s on fire how about yours
That’s the way I like it and I’ll never get bored

Hey now you’re an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you’re a Rock Star get the show on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

Hey now you’re an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you’re a Rock Star get the show on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas
I need to get myself away from this place
I said yep what a concept
I could use a little fuel myself
And we could all use a little change
Well the years start coming and they don’t stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn’t make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So what’s wrong with taking the back streets
You’ll never know if you don’t go
You’ll never shine if you don’t glow

Hey now you’re an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you’re a Rock Star get the show on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

—All Star (From Dreamworks’ Shrek)

(Source: azlyrics.com, via animatedmoviesandfacts)