May 2013
nishlo:
nishlo:
CARTOONIST FOUND DEAD IN HIS APARTMENT
DETAILS ARE SKETCHY
positivemilk:
But mom how am I suppose to buy drugs with a gift card
4 tags
i just tired to alt-click my way through facebook.
cj-sewers:
our thoughts are just passionate run-on sentences
not yet punctuated by reality
hungarian:
it’d be cool to speak like 20 different languages & keep it a secret from everyone & then during a time of crisis, u could speak some fluent russian to some russian guy holding a gun to your head & all your friends will be like daaamn
raggedydean:
mastermindbyakuyatogami:
in english (UK) you dont really say “i love you” you say “ill bash ye fookin ead in i sware on me mum” which is closer to “i’ll beat you up”, i love that, “i’ll beat you up”
randomizeyourmind:
if you ever feel like your not smart enough, just remember there was a girl in my class who asked why you couldn’t feel an earthquake on a plane.
the-vashta-nerada:
today my sister asked me for a glass of cold water and i sarcastically asked her “how cold” and she said “as frigid as your love life”
littlemixbutts:
bodenniss:
littlemixbutts:
i wish i was a mermaid so i could have a nice shiny tail and a pretty seashell bra and a beautiful voice that i could use to entice cute boys and make them crash their ships and drown at sea so human women could rise as the dominate gender of the land
well that escalated quickly
paige i’m a lesbian why would i entice cute boys where did you...
“you know what i love? horny old men”
– nobody ever (via musermatt)
ispeakineloquently:
fudgeflies:
i wonder what’s happening right now over at hogwarts
probably education since harry doesn’t go there anymore
“Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things...”
– Chuck Klosterman, Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story (via blue-voids)
phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess:
sherloquent:
phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess:
deucebag:
theresavoidinmypolaroid:
If it actually started raining men I think I’d just start crying and be really terrified and not leave my house and just curl up into a ball and pretend I couldn’t hear the slamming of bodies falling upon my roof under no circumstances would I think “hallelujah”
it’s a cold and...
meladoodle:
granddad this is the first dance of my wedding can you please stop trying to tell everyone to ‘open up the pit’
