Paulay in LaLa Land


basisforcomparison:

disney-starkid:

didsomebodysay:

Apocalyptour show @ House of Blues, Los Angles 5/24/12

Even though I am pretty sure this is the same moment from a different angle you can see every single face is SUPER quality ridiculousness, I love it

it’s not as blurry as the other



Found my date for tonight #memorialweekend #instamood #dog (Taken with instagram)



What I wore tonight #picstitch #instamood #memorialweekend #whatiwore #dailyoutfit (Taken with instagram)



flirtyduetsshop:

Flirty Duets Giveaway!

I’m giving away one item from my shop for free! 

Rules:

-Reblogs and Likes Count (Up to 10 reblogs please)

-Will ship anywhere in the world

-Don’t have to be following either of the flirtyduets blogs

-I will choose a winner on May 30th using a generator to randomize the notes

-Make sure your askbox is open so I can notify you if you win

-Once notified the winner will be able to choose any single item from my etsy shop. (including prints, jewelry, everything)


Via


Cuz nothing says party like pimp hats and mustaches #memorialweekend #instamood #mustache (Taken with instagram)



Well that’s as good as its gonna get. #homework #design #fidm #instamood #louisvuittion (Taken with instagram)


When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

murderousreprisal:

shirosaki15:

threeteabags:

welcome-to-the-sinners-ball:

imgayitsok:

God bless drag queens.

Oh my god. See guys, don’t be hatin’ on the drag. Omg laughing but only because OP ended up ok XD

This is why I love drag queens.

love

(Source: b-random)

Via Bankruptcy

hautekills:

Christian Lacroix haute couture f/w 2007



Balboa #sandiego (Taken with instagram)




1157
To Tumblr, Love PixelUnion