trip-hop-cabaret-dance-punk:

you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
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13thmoon:

i would take naps in forests every day if bugs didnt exist 


Pretty in Pink (1986)

sovietunions:

one thing i never do is write a rough draft it’s all or nothing go big or go home

retrogasm:

Zasu Pitts
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trillgamesh:

it’s like you’re my mirror

boychic:

"im not racist i hate everyone equally" yeah, hey buddy how’s the sixth grade goin

plantkitten:

i love you im glad you exist im so happy you’re alive

keepmywhiskeyneat:

TRUE STORY
One morning, I was awakened by a knock at the door. I rolled out of bed, threw a blanket over my shoulder because it was cold, and made my way to the front of the house. I opened the door and a very nice Mormon lady handed me a pamphlet and launched in to a well-rehearsed spiel about accepting jesus in to my life when she stopped mid sentence and gave me a peculiar look. I used this pause in her speech to politely decline her offer and wish her a pleasant morning. It wasn’t until I looked at what she handed me that I understood why I stopped her in her tracks and then proceeded to laugh for the next half hour by myself.