Schmidt, 22 Jump Street (via joshbgosh1)
Slam poetry. Yelling. Angry. Waving my hands a lot. Specific point of view on things. Cynthia. Cyn-thi-a. Jesus died for our Cynthia’s. Jesus cried. Runaway bride. Julia Roberts. Julia rob-hurts. Cynthia. Mmmmm Cynthia, you’re dead. You are dead. Be boop beep you’re dead.
He’s such a little shit. He knows he’s not supposed to be on the counter. #fatcat #fateddie
The taco struggle. It’s too real.
Day 15 of the #septemberphotochallenge is things I love. Iced coffee and Mary Jane (and all the cute paraphernalia that comes along with it).
Steve Martin taught me how to dance.
I fucking love this movie. #bringingdownthehouse #stevemartin #queenlatifah #eugenelevy
Jasper National Park
Love first generation.
“So you’re made of detritus [from exploded stars]. Get over it. Or better yet, celebrate it. After all, what nobler thought can one cherish than that the universe lives within us all?”
―Neil deGrasse Tyson
These photos are on the shortlist for the Astronomy Photographer of the Year 2014, a competition and exhibition run by the Royal Observatory Greenwich. The winning images will be posted here on September 18.