BigAssProblem

ABOUT
Name: Tayshaa
WOHS SOPH
#11
Future Buckeye
Aspiring Poet ;)

Odd Future. Wiz Khalifa. Wale.Chris Brown. Tank. 1Direction. Tyga. MCR. Paramore. Frank Ocean. Big Sean. Kevin McCall. Kevin Cossom. Drowning In His Ocean. Sweet. Starbucks. Jamaican. Supreme. Aquarius. Attending Hogwarts. Fell Out Of A Closet & Landed In Narnia.5T4S.

█║▌│█│║▌║│
Tayshaa

ASK ME ANYTHING

SEARCH

Reblogged from: snarg via posted by: ichigoflavor

chickensgloriouschickens:

We’re having a chicken luau.  It’s getting crazy over here.  

Reblogged from: snarg via posted by: chickensgloriouschickens

vagabondaesthetics:

Wop

How she fit all that beautiful hair inside

(Source: babyyouwintertimecold)

Reblogged from: shawnstacksss via posted by: babyyouwintertimecold
Reblogged from: jenni-inwonderland via posted by: brasilianchick

illkim:

Me bending over to pick up my pencil

image

Reblogged from: chief-ming via posted by: illkim
Reblogged from: sodamnrelatable via posted by: jrne

davies-rules-moffat-drools:

my-placenta-is-on-fire:

scarecrowartist:

bekkaa:

sweeter-than-tea:

Did you know that by spelling the english word SOCKS outloud, you are also saying the spanish phrase Eso si que es, which means “it is what is is”. 

My spanish teacher told us this last year and I will never forget it

can we  say socks instead of yolo?

yes.

Mama, just killed a man #SOCKS

#españyolo

(Source: sequinsandpeonies)

Reblogged from: imakegoodsandwichs via posted by: sequinsandpeonies
stargazingeyes:

daftmaamtoucher:

Bacon gif in all of it’s glory. 

I love Bacon so much…

stargazingeyes:

daftmaamtoucher:

Bacon gif in all of it’s glory. 

I love Bacon so much…

Reblogged from: eatmyfeathers via posted by: daftmaamtoucher
Reblogged from: sodamnrelatable via posted by: howdoiputthisgently

idliketoservetomywoman:

weliketoshowoff:

cuddlesandcollars:

sex-is-like-air:

toxeh:

aspidelaps:

bl00d-sugar:

I FOUND A TUTORIAL ON HOW TO MAKE DILDO POPSICLES IM LEGITIMATELy DYING OF LAUGHTER RN

Using legos as a mold box

it is so simple how did I never think of this

I am fucking dying but I need like ten of these okay. 

LIFE IS COMPLETE

I need to do this.

weliketoshowoff:

Mistress is very good at arts and crafts.  I think she’ll like this a lot.

Lol

Reblogged from: ooorachaelooo via posted by: bl00d-sugar
best-of-funny:

ghostfacer-berry:

castiel-the-assbutt:

whatthisismyurl:

wow I’ve never seen a bird drink before

that’s a snake



X

best-of-funny:

ghostfacer-berry:

castiel-the-assbutt:

whatthisismyurl:

wow I’ve never seen a bird drink before

that’s a snake

X

(Source: exploitastic)

Reblogged from: best-of-funny via posted by: exploitastic

the-drug-child:

chucksandjumpers:

williamowainherondale:

omg guess what i found out today

that falling feeling when you wake up suddenly in bed

is because when you were dropping off you heart rate slowed down too fast so your brain thought you were dying so it tried waking you up immediatly

thank u brain~

No problem, boss.

image

I should not be on tumblr when I’m high because this was too funny

(Source: charlottefairchildbranwell)

Reblogged from: shelovestwilight via posted by: charlottefairchildbranwell
welcome-to-the-fag-parade:

This genuinely just happened to a girl I know from school.

welcome-to-the-fag-parade:

This genuinely just happened to a girl I know from school.

Reblogged from: tumboner via posted by: welcome-to-the-fag-parade
I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through. Tell me what the word “home” means to you and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mother’s name just by the way you describe your bedroom when you were 8. See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate and if that day still trembles beneath your bones. Do you prefer to play in puddles of rain or bounce in the bellies of snow? And if you were to build a snowman, would you rip two branches from a tree to build your snowman arms? Or would you leave the snowman armless for the sake of being harmless to the tree? And if you would, would you notice how that tree weeps for you because your snowman has no arms to hug you every time you kiss him on the cheek? Do you kiss your friends on the cheek? Do you sleep beside them when they’re sad, even if it makes your lover mad? Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain? See, I wanna know what you think of your first name. And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mother’s joy when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you tell me all the ways you’ve been unkind. Tell me all the ways you’ve been cruel. Tell me—knowing I often picture Gandhi at ten years old beating up little boys at school. If you were walking by a chemical plant, where smoke stacks were filling the sky with dark, black clouds, would you holler, “Poison! Poison! Poison!” really loud or would you whisper, “That cloud looks like a fish” and “That cloud looks like a fairy”? Do you believe that Mary was really a virgin? Do you believe that Moses really parted the sea? And if you don’t believe in miracles, tell me, how would you explain the miracle of my life to me? See, I wanna know if you believe in any god, or if you believe in many gods. Or better yet, what gods believe in you. And for all the times you’ve knelt before the temple of yourself, have the prayers you’ve asked come true? And if they didn’t, did you feel denied? And if you felt denied, denied by who? I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see in the mirror on a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who ever taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass. If you ever reach enlightenment, will you remember how to laugh? Have you ever been a song? Would you think less of me if I told you I have lived my entire life a little off key and I’m not nearly as smart as my poetry I just plagiarized the thoughts of the people around me who have learned the wisdom of silence? Do you believe that concrete perpetuates violence? And if you do, I want you to tell me of a meadow where my skateboard will soar. See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living. I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving. And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes. I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people’s wounds. And if you dream sometimes that this life is just a balloon that if you wanted to you could pop—but you never would because you’d never want it to stop. If a tree fell in the forest, and you were the only one there to hear it, if its fall to the ground didn’t make a sound, would you panic in fear that you didn’t exist or would you bask in the bliss of your nothingness? And lastly, let me ask you this: if you and I went for a walk, and the entire walk we didn’t talk, do you think eventually we’d kiss? No way. That’s askin’ too much—after all, this is only our first date.

- Andrea Gibson (via wisdomousthings)

This made me cry a wee bit.

(via dreamingsfree)


Reblogged from: fashionsexcats via posted by: wisdomousthings
kawiifox:

I found this for a friend. I hope she appreciates it. :D

kawiifox:

I found this for a friend. I hope she appreciates it. :D

Reblogged from: kawiifox via posted by: kawiifox
f