tupacabra:

shampoo for my real friends

real poo for my sham friends

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.

(Source: kirknspock)

how do i word “this author is a mega douche and is super full of himself because he has a phd and i accept none of his work as useful” in a more eloquent manner

Because his incessant drumming is freaking adorable.

(Source: holdmesam)

(Source: ondallama)

hayleu:

this truly scared me i thought the legs on the right were some crispy burnt up human legs i need a minute to breathe

hayleu:

this truly scared me i thought the legs on the right were some crispy burnt up human legs i need a minute to breathe

(Source: menandtheirdogs)

winxhesters:

potato-tots:

secretlifeofageekygirl:

hugstyles:

why couldn’t i be born with an older brother who is my best friend and has hot friends that flirt with me and drives me places like mcdonalds when im sad and punches rude boys in the face for me.

My brother once sat on me and farted until I passed out

my brother duct taped me to a treadmill and turned it to the highest setting once

when I was four my brother locked me in a ferret cage for an hour on Christmas Eve