I slay blazes.
Sheree. (It means "dear" in French.) Aged 22 and a big ol' nerd, most of the time I think I'm hilarious. I hope my (multi-fandom) blog makes you a little happier. Click on 'tags' if you wanna know more about my blog; click on 'about me' if you wanna know more about, well, me.

Sometimes I liveblog things and make personal posts. My tags showcase my personality. I'm also angry at the patriarchy.

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haleighbaleighbee:

fashioninfographics:

How many times can you wear it between washes?
Via

Huh. I think this is the most important thing I’ve ever reblogged.

haleighbaleighbee:

fashioninfographics:

How many times can you wear it between washes?

Via

Huh. I think this is the most important thing I’ve ever reblogged.



yaemisca:

i finally did bradys and i felt so bad because him meeting his mum was literally just

yaemisca:

i finally did bradys and i felt so bad because him meeting his mum was literally just



ziakid:

choosing a gender in an rpg more like do i wanna be a girl or do i wanna romance girls



castielismycherrypie:

dubsexplicit:

wet—kitty:

no one will ever understand the deep fucking connection I have with this film

For real though

Ok guys I need to talk about this movie.

The Breakfast Club came out in 1985 and to this day is, in my opinion, one of the greatest damn movies ever to barely even have a script.

During the famous “dance” scene, Molly Ringwald, who played the “princess” Claire, was supposed to a small little dance by herself, but she was shy so all of them did some dancing together, creating one of the most famous film scene’s to date. It was improvised.

During the scene in the film where the characters sat down and told why they were there, there was NO SCRIPT. John Huges told the cast to sit there and improvise why they thought their characters were there, creating that heart wrenching scene everyone could relate to.

EVERYONE can relate to this movie and thats the best damn thing. 

On March 24, 1984, five students entered a detention room thinking it was just another Saturday. Before the day was over, they broke the rules, bared their souls, and touched each other in a way they never dreamed possible.

EVERYONE IN THE WORLD NEEDS TO SEE THE BREAKFAST CLUB.



psychedeliknights:

queued posts - currently at beat-herder festival! will reply to any messages when i’m back! xXx
if you want a promo when i’m back, follow me on instagram (@_veelight) and message me your username on here!

psychedeliknights:

queued posts - currently at beat-herder festival! will reply to any messages when i’m back! xXx

if you want a promo when i’m back, follow me on instagram (@_veelight) and message me your username on here!





therudestbuddhist:

if any of you were planning on proposing to me i wouldnt say no to one of these just sayin



lamescapes:

I don’t think I’ve ever seen the sky like this before and it’s incredible



bogleech:

gameraboy:

"A Sticky Situation" (1960) by Carl Barks

I like how advertising is literally still exactly as sexist as they’re joking about in this comic from 54 years ago.



maidenmothercronus:

inconvenientlylargelizard:

HOW TO CHEER UP IN 2 EASY STEPS

  1. WHISPER “BEEP BOOP” TO YOURSELF.
  2. REPEAT UNTIL NOT SAD.

((BUT WHY DOES THIS WORK??????))