Through Windows Inside

doyouwannabuildasnowman:

invanity-wetrust:

ticklesthesomething:

geminihoneybee:

olitwist:

toluicacid:

pink-nation-xoxo:

disney-rapunzel-merida-vanellope:

Let’s give a moment to those mothers that can not have a child…

and to the husbands that stick by their wives regardless of wether they can have a child

This was the most realistic Disney movie ever.

yeah the part where the house flies off due to a bunch of balloons was very realistic 



Actually they consulted an architect about how many balloons exactly it would take to do that to a house of that exact size and weight. They calculated that moment using a physics engine and took everything into account. Unless a professional architect as well as all of the physics professors who put their effort into that highly advanced physics engine are wrong, that take off was actually very doable and scientifically accurate.

GET WRECKED SON

It just got better

doyouwannabuildasnowman:

invanity-wetrust:

ticklesthesomething:

geminihoneybee:

olitwist:

toluicacid:

pink-nation-xoxo:

disney-rapunzel-merida-vanellope:

Let’s give a moment to those mothers that can not have a child…

and to the husbands that stick by their wives regardless of wether they can have a child

This was the most realistic Disney movie ever.

yeah the part where the house flies off due to a bunch of balloons was very realistic 

Actually they consulted an architect about how many balloons exactly it would take to do that to a house of that exact size and weight. They calculated that moment using a physics engine and took everything into account. Unless a professional architect as well as all of the physics professors who put their effort into that highly advanced physics engine are wrong, that take off was actually very doable and scientifically accurate.

GET WRECKED SON

It just got better

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chaplinfortheages:

1919 - Charlie Chaplin shows the Bishop of Birmingham how he gets into his tramp persona.

(Source: near-mrs, via rodpanda)

50bestphotos:

The Lights in the Tree by accidentalnut http://ift.tt/1sodvYU

50bestphotos:

The Lights in the Tree by accidentalnut http://ift.tt/1sodvYU

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trippiest:

what a beautiful day to not be in high school

(via breetty)

“The Buddhists say if you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that’s not the one. When you meet your ‘soul mate’ you’ll feel calm. No anxiety, no agitation”
— (via nyu-tah)

(Source: sweetcheeksaremadeofthese, via shyanus)

hunters-in-the-sherlocked-tardis:

stopandsmellthedata:

wowcorn:

Two Sides of Tumblr
omg this took forever but i’m so glad to be done. i don’t even know what to say about this ok but click to enlarge

This piece is officially available for print here! Please go ahead a buy one to support a growing (amateur) artist like me!



Hipster and Fandom Karp were twin sisters and mortal enemies. Hipster never stopped talking about how she was born first, and Fandom took revenge by constantly stealing Hipster’s stuff, or interpreting everything she said as something completely unintended. Generally, they ignored each other, a feat made easier by the fact that Hipster slept at night (in fact, she liked to go to bed and wake up early, before anyone else, and enjoy the solitude) and Fandom was mostly nocturnal. They would literally pass each other in the kitchen at 5am, Fandom putting away the dishes from her midnight snack before going to bed and Hipster dressed for the day, armed with her camera, ready to go take a walk in the pre-dawn light. They would nod at each other, maybe say hi, then go their separate ways.
They understood each other better than anyone else. Hipster had a group of  associates with whom she spent time discussing deep things; she usually updated her blog via phone. Fandom rarely left the house, but chatted constantly (by typing) with people across the world. Yet ultimately, it was each other who they leaned on when the Zuckerberg kids across the street laughed at their apparent lack of friends, or when (god forbid) stupid, low-tech people were accidentally involved. Because Fandom could get just as deep as Hipster, and Hipster could just just as intense about things as Fandom, and they were sisters.


i cried

hunters-in-the-sherlocked-tardis:

stopandsmellthedata:

wowcorn:

Two Sides of Tumblr

omg this took forever but i’m so glad to be done. i don’t even know what to say about this ok but click to enlarge

This piece is officially available for print here! Please go ahead a buy one to support a growing (amateur) artist like me!

Hipster and Fandom Karp were twin sisters and mortal enemies. Hipster never stopped talking about how she was born first, and Fandom took revenge by constantly stealing Hipster’s stuff, or interpreting everything she said as something completely unintended. Generally, they ignored each other, a feat made easier by the fact that Hipster slept at night (in fact, she liked to go to bed and wake up early, before anyone else, and enjoy the solitude) and Fandom was mostly nocturnal. They would literally pass each other in the kitchen at 5am, Fandom putting away the dishes from her midnight snack before going to bed and Hipster dressed for the day, armed with her camera, ready to go take a walk in the pre-dawn light. They would nod at each other, maybe say hi, then go their separate ways.

They understood each other better than anyone else. Hipster had a group of  associates with whom she spent time discussing deep things; she usually updated her blog via phone. Fandom rarely left the house, but chatted constantly (by typing) with people across the world. Yet ultimately, it was each other who they leaned on when the Zuckerberg kids across the street laughed at their apparent lack of friends, or when (god forbid) stupid, low-tech people were accidentally involved. Because Fandom could get just as deep as Hipster, and Hipster could just just as intense about things as Fandom, and they were sisters.

i cried

(via sidvic96)