May 2013
do any of you even like my blog or am i just here entertaining myself
dean-tacos-cas:
spookapple:
jackvessalius:
look what we have here
i have legitimately never laughed harder and for as long in my entire life
To those who follow me and I never greeted
nori-the-dwarf-thief:
lsshu:
tumblr giveaway: my math homework. take it
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
mom: do you have a boyfriend
me: yes
mom: does he exist
me: yes
mom: does he know you exist
me: not yet
You will hear thunder and remember me,
and think: she wanted storms.
– Anna Akhmatova (via hellanne)
narutoe:
i farted in the apple store and everyone got mad but it wasnt my fault they don’t have Windows
jpierrepontcriss:
my mom was pulling into a parking space today and she asked “am i relatively straight?” and i said “i think that’s something you need to decide for yourself” and she told me to walk home
do u ever just make scenarios in your head that will never happen but makes you so happy so you just keep on imagining them
ebuddies:
a series of unfortunate eyebrows
h0odrich:
It’s mad depressing when u eat the last piece of candy but you didn’t look at the bag and realize it was the last one so you could truly appreciate it for what it was worth
m-oonblaze:
everyone’s getting into relationships and you know what im getting? some more food brb
1 tag
Toaster Stru(get-in-my-belly)dels
stillwatersofconsciousness:
radish is a really accurate name for a vegetable because they’re pretty cool but they’re not that cool
lurkerpi:
thriceinatrice:
lurkerpi:
WHAT I DONT GET IS WHY PEOPLE TURN OUT TO BE MURDERERS AND STUFF WHEN THEY COULD BE MAKING PEOPLE SMILE AND LAUGH WTF THATS PROBABLY THE MOST SATISFYING THING IN THE WORLD WHY WOULD YOU PASS THAT UP FOR KILLING PEOPLE
Clearly you’ve never had the pleasure of watching the fear in mans eyes as the life flees the wreckage of his body.
i am going to call...
Me: * sees book store * *looks to friend* *shuffles towards bookstore*
Friend: no.