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throwback to that time when i was 14 and i went as tumblr for halloween

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happy superb owl to those who celebrate

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can’t believe tumblr just gave me a badge for not knowing how to shut the fuck up

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who wants to watch gonchorav with me tonight

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a boy offered me a taco burger what do i do

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i hope that the people that think deftones make sexy music never find out about lou reed

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idk radiohead just doesn’t sound that good after you’ve had sex sorry guys

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i wonder how many hundreds of dollars it’ll be to see the cure:)

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last night i did some cleaning that required a hammer

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So fun story about my roommate

so last semester, my new roommate, without consulting anyone else, put up these stupid wall stickers. and I had to live with em alllll year.

(ignore the tapestry, that's mine)

so, end of the school year starts coming up, we're gonna have to take the damn things down anyway. so I decide to have some fun with it.

on sunday, while roomie was away at work, I took the stickers off the wall and started cutting up the letters. and this was what she found when she came home.

this was just above the couch, the first thing you'd see upon walking in the door. and my favorite of all, in the corner where the couch met the wall:

the next day, while I was in class, she came home and saw it. and promptly began acting like I did not exist.

It was the greatest week I'd had since moving in.

but only a week. one day, I texted our collective roommate group chat that I was taking an online test, and that I'd need quiet for about 2 hours or so. and when I finished, I left my room to find bare walls where my art once was, and a ball of letters in the trash can.

so I fished it out. and left this.

but I wasn't done quite yet. I fished out a couple favorites and put them back up in my room (partly bc I had gotten a bit attached to nut,)

now, you might notice that "tit" has lost its "s". that s now serves a greater purpose:

forming the word "penis" that I hid on the wall behind the couch before I moved out.

suffice to say, that roommate hasn't talked to me since.

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There are two types of people in the world, civilized folks who hold the vacuum in one hand and the cord in the other, and people who let the cord flop around all willy nilly, like a belgian.

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what the fuck do you mean america has no culture we literally have our own kind of cheese

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how’s everybody doing

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the relationship between a girl and her bedside table is very special

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first mammoth to get hit with a spear mustve been like actually fuck you for real

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supernatural is just scooby doo but with violence and you cannot convince me otherwise