January 2012
303 posts
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December 2011
198 posts
“I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the...”
– Franz Kafka (via thoseways)
Watch00sjams:
It Happens Everytime | Dream Street
big eared boy got it.
Watchsantini-houdini:
aboxfullofnonsense:
Fabulous gay norwegian dude who has trouble talking in english, talks to us about butter. Take a look. x)
“…so fuck you american people because you don’t know what it’s like to be without butter…” lol i love this guy
i was so down until i saw this hahaha
When you tell your crush that you like them:
expectations
but this is their face in reality
Click here for more laughs!
“Who am I to you?
Where do I fit inside the
soft walls of your heart?”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
My God, he's attractive.
And he’s not even interested. Wonderful.
Watchaznnie-ongaku:
mitchagami:
tugamaggie:
fuckyeahndasian:
nebulasmiles:
softmallow:
My reaction when I realized that it draws while the mouse moves:
try clicking:)
So this is what it’s like to be on LSD (click the screen for even more effects)
I just wasted some minutes of my life with this
This is just… Wow~
I just want this on my dash again. :3
Creator of this make sweet...
“Why is there so much self-denigration and envy? Because every woman somehow...”
– Nancy Etcoff, Survival of the Prettiest (via dancewiththedevilonyourback)
Said far better than I ever could. That’s why I end up unwittingly comparing myself
(via alllllll-of-the-spectacular)
daughter of the sea: No matter what anyone says,... →
fleurishes:
No matter what anyone says, words are worse than sticks or bones because you can’t pull them out. You can’t forget, and there’s nothing in the world that can soften the heat of syllables and consonants and vowels wreaking havoc beneath the pillows of your lungs or the curves of your heart. Words…
LMAO!
honrafeminina:
“Let your heart become so saturated with love that you are able to ride the waves...”
– Gurumayi Chidvilasananda (via slychedelic)
bodasdesangre:
His eyes, like wings of bullets, pierced my chest cavity— he took more than my breath away.
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fuck everything
Operator: 911, please hold.
Me: Stop murdering me for a sec; we're on hold.
Murderer: ok
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