jean-valkirstein:

sanjista:

melancholicmarionette:

Imagine how is touch the sky

return here, please carts, i’m begging you

don’t dead open inside

jean-valkirstein:

sanjista:

melancholicmarionette:

Imagine how is touch the sky

return here, please carts, i’m begging you

don’t dead open inside

The tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other - instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.
Edward Abbey (via soymilhk)

nogitscune:

You see, death doesn’t happen to you Lydia. It happens to everyone around you. To all the people left standing around at your funeral trying to figure out how they’re going to live the rest of their lives now without you in it.

lostinadarkworld:

This is why I love Patrick Stump.

lostinadarkworld:

This is why I love Patrick Stump.

sam-ouinchester:

if you ever feel bad about your art please remember that sam winchester once posed as a sketch artist and made this

image

importantbirds:


hello yes i the hip young brib. what is ups my homes

Going the infiltrate a high school creat the FBI Bust-em show of Crime City.  ”Yo fellers See how good the skate?  YEAH am SO VERY high schooling.”

importantbirds:

hello yes i the hip young brib. what is ups my homes

Going the infiltrate a high school creat the FBI Bust-em show of Crime City.  ”Yo fellers See how good the skate?  YEAH am SO VERY high schooling.”

The many faces of Tyler Hoechlin

theperksofbeing-a-weasley:

Me in the apocalypse. 

communistbakery:

I wouldn’t be caught dead performing necromancy

endocrines2:

*drinks vodka* *gags* “ugh I hate vodka” *drinks vodka*

endocrines2:

*drinks vodka* *gags* “ugh I hate vodka” *drinks vodka*

catholicnun:

English teachers can either be the coolest teacher you ever had or the worst thing ever

sorry:

I hate when someone quotes a statistic like “If you placed all the straws Americans used each year end-to-end, they would go around the world 4 times. First of all, no one has any conception of how far that is, and secondly, no one cares.

bradkitt:

im waking up

to ash and dust

i wipe my brow

and i sweat my rust

im breathing in

the testicles