Life hack: they serve capri suns at bars if you ask nicely
Nope, I was lying. It doesn’t make economic sense for bars to carry children’s juice pouches. Follow for more disillusionment.
Who cares about the ps4 and xbox one when there’s the game sphere?
"don we now our gay apparel" uhh wtf? why not straight apparel? seriously guys its 2013 all this blatant heterophobia needs to stop. im an ally.
GOD DAMN IT EVERY TIME THIS IS ON MY DASH I NEARLY THROW UP LAUGHING
I didn’t find this that funny until I realized that was somebody’s foot.
I dont want sex, i want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.
Jesus Christ. I hope these are legit because some of these are raising FABULOUS questions.
you know, my mom told me that when i was little i used to tell her recurring tidbits of a linear series of events from “when i was older”
she mentioned me pointing an old man and getting really excited and saying “hey that man was my student when i used to teach piano!” in a situation, or saying “you know i like you more than my other mom, she was so mean” and my personal favourite is the one where i said “i used to have a gilrfriend once, you know, we were on my motorcyle and i lost control and fell off a cliff on the roadside, i really hope she’s okay”
Children are scary as fuck.
I need to stay away
Wasn’t there a post going around about how maybe the ‘Light at the end of the Tunnel’ that people go to when they die is the opening of the womb when we’re born? And we gradually forget our previous lives as we grow older? Because that post combined with this post scares the living crap outta me.
Actually read a post not too long ago about memories being passed down genetically. Maybe they were remembering their ancestors memories and acting weird because of it.
I’m imagining the waves of blood washing over me.
bird school. for birds.
STEER CLEAR OF THESE GUYS!
Get them all fired, broken up withn and evicted. Ideally strangled to death but that’s illegal. Dox away my friends
while i am in need of help, i am not forcing you to reblog this nor am i forcing you to read this. but if you can, can you help me? i am currently depressed, and i’m trying to find ways to make myself happy. I figured i might do something like this, see if it works. Reblog this, and i will write your url in this small notebook of mine. Everytime i feel sad or on the edge, i will pick a random url and send that person a thank-you message, or a message for help. i really hope i’m not coming off as attention-seeking uuuu…but i would really appreciate it if there were people to rant to, or seek help from. thank you for your time, and i hope your day goes well!