me getting a compliment:
June 2013
3 posts
“Will your pretty face be anything but food for worms and insects in the grave?”
—Abdulbary Yahya (via unjapanese)
March 2013
65 posts
- me: i like this song
- me: *downloads song*
- me: *downloads entire album*
- me: *downloads entire discography*
- me: *worships the band*
- me: *sells my soul*
this blog isn’t for posting pictures but i’m going to make an exception to showcase the shittiest thing i have ever seen on this hellhole of a website
im a really shitty friend because ill ask you whats wrong but when you tell me i wont know what to say
at my 7th grade parent teacher conference, my english teacher was telling my mom how insightful my poem was about ‘my evil twin’ and how fascinating it was that at my age i could recognize the dark parts of myself but i was just talking about my twin brother he was such a dick
am I the only one that thinks “I love you.” & “I’m in love with you.” are two totally different things
“Take it easy, Hogwarts. It has been… Totally awesome.”
—Harry Potter (Darren Criss), AVPSY (via super-castiel)
i’m like 97% sure i’d be the best girlfriend ever but no one will ever know
i hate!!!!!!!!!! that superior attitude!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that so many people on this website have!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! stop it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It is legit the most depressing thing ever knowing that I’m going to have to endure the next week and half knowing that everybody apart from myself will know how TID ends.
Do you ever just wonder why all the people you follow post about their dogs and other amazingly ordinary stuff and make it sound suddenly so colorful and unbelievable and freaking awesome that you just sit there and contemplate why you even graduated elementary when you have the brain of a DUCK.
I mean, this usually happens in school. But come on.
one time at h&m i thought a guy was a mannequin so i started feeling the material of his coat and i screamed when he moved and we were both really freaked out
Do you ever see your otp and aggressively whisper, you adorable little shits
one time when i was 6 my mom caught me trying to eat pure sugar out of the container so she stopped and said “Would you like to have something even sweeter?” and of course little naive 6 year old me said yes yes i would so she said “smell it first and then decide” and handed me a bottle of straight vanilla extract and of course it smelled like the tears of jesus so i said YES give me and she let me take a huge swig and this is why i have trust issues
when is it an appropriate time to..... →
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when is it an appropriate time to tell my dog hes adopted
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- Augustus Waters: "May I see you again?"
- Hazel Grace: "Sure."
- Augustus Waters: "Tomorrow?"
- Hazel Grace: "Patience, grasshopper. You don't want to seem overeager."
- Augustus Waters: "Right, that's why I said tomorrow. I want to see you again tonight. But I'm willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow. I'm serious."
- Hazel Grace: "You don't even know me. How about I call you when I finish this?"
- Augustus Waters: "But you don't even have my phone number."
- Hazel Grace: "I strongly suspect you wrote it in this book."
- Augustus Waters: "And you say we don't know each other."
“If you’re losing your soul and you know it, then you’ve still got a soul left to lose.”
—Charles Bukowski (via funpoolparty)
Men and women are different. Blacks, Whites, Asains and Hispanics are different. Gays and straights are different. That's fine. We should celebrate those differences. They make us who we are. But just because someone is different does not mean they are inferior.
i agree with you sir
i just pretend i know what im talking about 150% of the time
if you can’t blow them away with your brilliance, baffle them with your bullshit
i think i just found my senior quote
wow another post i made with 0 notes what a shock
When you’re so annoyed you’re screaming bloody murder on you head while smiling on the outside, mentally slapping people.
Let’s just thank God that TDA isn’t a love triangle.
Today my history professor, a rumpled, pot-bellied guy in his mid thirties, walked into class looking all excited, which made the rest of us nervous, because he’s known for pop quizzes. He took a deep breath and said, “I have been waiting for this moment my entire teaching career. So please, pull out your textbooks and…” in a British accent, glowering at us all ferociously, “TURN TO PAGE THREE HUNDRED AND NINETY FOUR.”
We. All. DIED.
I AM COMPLETELY SERIOUS.
Reblog if you have mourned the death of a fictional character.
If you do not reblog this, you are in fact lying.
have u ever had a depersonalization moment
when you look at yourself in the mirror and think wow this person is me and i have this body and this life and everything feels so strange ???? why i am me and not someone else
I SAW THIS GUY THAT LOOKED LIKE SHERLOCK HOLMES AND AS HE WALKED PAST ME I WAS LIKE “hey sherlock” AND HE TURNED AROUND STARED AT ME AND GOES “i prefer holmes” AND THAT WAS THE MOMENT I DIED
