nihilism-o:

tanto amor, amor

puede lastimarte

nena 

nena 

nena

joshhutchercat:

rainycx:

joshhutchercat:

*adopts 420 children* haha raise it

don’t you mean blaze it? 

NO YOU DON’T BLAZE 420 CHILDREN THAT’S WRONG

paulsrockinpagoda:

presidentobarna:

leaf-jelly:

131-di:

illogicalhumanoid:

brickiestsurgeon:

131-di:

the contrabass saxophone is such an absurd instrument

talk dirty to me

Have ya’ll seen the double contrabass flute before???

reblogging my own post because what in the fuck

i give you the contrabass tuba. Why is it real. I dont know.

Know what’s even better?

HYPERBASS FLUTE

my counter:

piccolo trombone 

sleepbby:

boy: sends sext
me: rolls eyes but sends one back

kupou:

life is honestly too short to be embarrassed over anything that sparks even a little happiness in you

agents-of-sobs:

hoemami:

hot n cold by katy perry was such a 6th grade anthem like remember when people wore converse sneakers and would straighten only their bangs and had an ipod touch with the background that said muffins are just ugly cupcakes

WE DO NOT TALK ABOUT 2008!!!!

ptsdsuggestions:

Your abuser’s trauma doesn’t justify them abusing you.
Your abuser’s trauma doesn’t justify them abusing you.
Your abuser’s trauma doesn’t justify them abusing you.
Your abuser’s trauma doesn’t justify them abusing you.
Your abuser’s trauma doesn’t justify them abusing you.
Your abuser’s trauma doesn’t justify them abusing you.
Your abuser’s trauma doesn’t justify them abusing you.
Your abuser’s trauma doesn’t justify them abusing you.
Your abuser’s trauma doesn’t justify them abusing you.

honeymoonshoes:

im just a sleepy girl ya know? thats who i am

monica-geller:

i don’t know how anyone could possibly risk plagiarising on purpose like i am so god damn terrified of accidental plagiarism that every time i submit something on turnitin i can literally feel my individual arm hairs standing on end as i wait for the police to show up at my door and arrest me for writing a string of words too similar to some paper about the mating habits of hoot owls from 1965 

monica-geller:

i don’t know how anyone could possibly risk plagiarising on purpose like i am so god damn terrified of accidental plagiarism that every time i submit something on turnitin i can literally feel my individual arm hairs standing on end as i wait for the police to show up at my door and arrest me for writing a string of words too similar to some paper about the mating habits of hoot owls from 1965 

jodiefoster:

me about me: when is she gonna stop …………..isn’t she tired..