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that one time the light dyad, Ben and Rey, meet the dark dyad, Kylo and Kira ✨
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You can hear the exact moment when he shows up as Ben Solo and comes together with Rey.
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What if Palpy delivers his dramatic hoe act: “I have been every voice inside your head.”
And Ben Solo responds, strangely unfazed: “I know, bitch.” Before ending the raisins whole career.
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“I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. I KNOW THE REST OF YOUR STORY.”

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May the 10 of Pentacles bless your account with more money than you can spend. 💵✨
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HBO GIRLS “Weirdos Need Girlfriends Too” (1x08)
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And when I shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.
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Jenna Marbles messes around with face prosthetics
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HBO GIRLS “Weirdos Need Girlfriends Too” (1x08)
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me: i lov obi wan kanoob haha :)
some guy: Ha ha! Right you are, my lady. Wow. A female with knowledge of cinema’s finest accomplishment? Be still my heart! Typically, I’m not so forward, but you have piqued my curiosity. A girl that likes Star Wars? A rare breed indeed! I love a smart girl over women who talk about make up, haha. Mayhaps we could continue this conversation over drinks? As a Redditor - and a gilded one at that - I wouldst make the evening magical and wonderful. I am not like the other men of this sick world. If you were dating me, I’d be the one making the sandwiches :) haha :). I am real, my gorgeous, intelligent, scientific poppet. A real man who respects women, unlike the others. It’s one of the many things that make me different, my sweet, electronic flower. Did I tell you I held a door open for a woman once? I know. And more of that to come, I assure you. Imagine. You. Me. A little jazz club in the city… none of that Lil’ Wayne/Taylor Swift crap the sheeple like to listen to. Real music. Music fit for a lady of discriminating taste. And, speaking of discrimination, during the meal I can expound at length about the crime rates among African Americans vis a vis normal people. I am not racist. I am white, so how can I be racist? I know a lot of statistics, my dearest, beautiful, white, female orchid. What say you, my lovely, succulent peach? Will you do me the honor of being my date for the eve? Merely, tell me the time and place and my mom and I will pick you up.
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