THIS IS THE WAY ITS SUPPOSED TO LOOK BUT this is a screenshot i have a problem currently
this is definitely not the way this is supposed to look why does this look the way it does is my question
if you want to know how long I’ve been on tumblr
think about this
gif sets didn’t exist
photosets didn’t exist
gifs were used purely for reaction purposes
you could upload ONE picture at a time and that was it
Ladies and gentlemen, telling anyone what they can or cannot put into their hair is disgusting. It’s the first step towards tyranny, my friends. Next thing you know they’ll start burning books! Then they’ll probably start burning people too.
DIY Fabric Corkboard
A few weeks ago I bought a really cute tank top at Brandy Melville that ended up being really unflattering… but I was obsessed with the graphic on it so I decided to take a cork tile and make a cute fabric board out of it!
You can use any old shirt, pillowcase, fabric, etc. and a cork tile, and then stretch the fabric tight over the tile. I was really lazy and just attached it on with white glue and tape but you would probably get a nicer result with fabric glue.
YEAHH I just thought it was really cute so I wanted to share it with you guys! Have fun!
D/s AU—Kurt and Blaine are fourteen when they both realize their orientations, and a confession in Kurt’s room during a sleepover leads him to realize that maybe he’s been wrong to hide how he’s felt.
The one thing Kurt looks forward more to than weekly music classes with Ms. Barker are his sleepovers with Blaine every other weekend. On Friday afternoon Kurt can hardly make it through his homeroom, and he keeps glancing anxiously at the clock as its hands seem to be stuck in time. Blaine is in a different homeroom and takes a different bus home, but they usually find time at their lockers to speak before they leave for the day.
When the bell rings Kurt is first out of the classroom, his bag slung haphazardly over his shoulder. It wrinkles and pulls at the sleeve of his brand-new pinstriped oxford, but Kurt doesn’t care. At their locker bank down the hall he sees a head of messy, untamed black curls, and a smile tugs quickly at the corners of his mouth. His stomach begins fluttering, and like usual Kurt tries to tamp it down; his crush on Blaine has been burgeoning ever since they’d come out to each other last summer, and he’s too afraid that it’ll mess everything up if he admits it.