“Pooh and his friends were given as gifts by author A. A. Milne to his son Christopher Robin Milne between 1920 and 1922. Pooh was purchased in London at Harrods for Christopher’s first birthday. Christopher later gave them to publisher E. P. Dutton, who in turn donated them to the New York Public Library.”
Oh my god. Oh my god.
This is them, guys. This is them. Got chills.
I’m more star struck from this picture, than I have been at any other moment in my life.
You can’t NOT reblog this. It’s like the Tumblr After Dark/Night Blogger Logo. It’s like our fucking Bat signal.
THIS IS MY FAVORITE POST EVER
this made me cry
he would run into so many buildings
“Sir, are you entirely certain we shouldn’t just reblog—”
“JARVIS, JUST DO IT”
“I simply think it might be seen as…I believe the popular vernacular is ‘a dick move’… to repost a graphic without—”
“Jarvis, I’m fighting crime here, can you spare me the lecture on website etiquette?”
“I apologize, Mr. Stark, but I have suggested in the past that you not tumble while piloting. If you would simply allow me to—”
“JARVIS, I SWEAR TO GOD”
He is actually the sort of person that would repost too, come to think of it.
I don’t think he would, actually. He got really annoyed when the government tried to pinch his suit, so why would he repost other people’s hard work? He’s a creator. He knows how much it sucks when people steal your ideas and things, and I can’t believe I’m talking about this what has happened to my life.
Tony is the type of person who would find the people doing the reposting, hack their tumblrs, and cover them in pictures of dicks.
Tumblr, ladies and gentlemen.
“Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.” - Kurt Vonnegut
love this so much
This gif can work for pretty much everything.
Phone died: this gif.
Failed a test: this gif.
Period: this gif.
Lots of homework: this gif.
I feel like breaking a plate: this gif.
Life: this gif.
Imagine it’s Sunday morning, your perfect boyfriend just woke up in the comfy apartment you own together in Manhattan, NYC. You were just making some breakfast when you see him stirring in the bed, and snap a quick picture before he turns at the noise of your camera and smiles at you. He rushes down to wrap you in a big, warm hug and begins to make some coffee.
i don’t want to be all “oh i’m so ugly and so fat and everyone hates me and i’m so untalented” because it’s like i’m fishing for compliments or something and i don’t want to do that?? but that’s just how i feel sometimes and like it’s dumb that you can’t have opinions on yourself without other people telling you to shut up like sorry this is how i feel