My Name is Sandra;
I'm 21 years old;
You'll find all types of weird Shit on my Blog;

 

waffulmunkies:

angelshavethephonebox:

seraphism:

atomicnumber5:

rainbowsfireworks:

shyguymask:


hashtagchanel:


m0rtality:


Oh my god.


THE CAT IN THE BACK


WHICH ONE OMG


THE ONE PLAYING GUITAR AND CEILING CAT THO

the fucking ceiling cat

this is perfect

I HAVEN’T SEEN THIS IN SUCH A LONG TIME

Why is THERE A CAT IN THE CEILING¿???

waffulmunkies:

angelshavethephonebox:

seraphism:

atomicnumber5:

rainbowsfireworks:

shyguymask:

hashtagchanel:

m0rtality:

Oh my god.

THE CAT IN THE BACK

WHICH ONE OMG

THE ONE PLAYING GUITAR AND CEILING CAT THO

the fucking ceiling cat

this is perfect

I HAVEN’T SEEN THIS IN SUCH A LONG TIME

Why is THERE A CAT IN THE CEILING¿???

As they were crossing the yard, Prince Oberyn of Dorne fell in beside them, his black-haired paramour on his arm. Sansa glanced at the woman curiously. She was baseborn and unwed, and had borne two bastard daughters for the prince, but she did not fear to look even the queen in the eye.

(Source: rubyredwisp)