My Dad promised me a dragon.

sucymemebabaran:

ah yes the four seasons. wet, hot, halloween, and christmas

Kidnapper: Get in the fukin van
Me: Oh ok cool
Kidnapper: Wut
Me: This is a febreze commercial right
Kidnapper: Wut
Me: Smells pretty shitty in here to me tbh

porrimscondomstash:

When you fuck something up first thing in the morning

image

wtfeveridgaf:

jumpingbutnotforjoy:

Goth

Out of every pun and play on words I’ve seen on this site, this is the one that makes me so unreasonably angry.

wtfeveridgaf:

jumpingbutnotforjoy:

Goth

Out of every pun and play on words I’ve seen on this site, this is the one that makes me so unreasonably angry.

deliciousweeds:

skaagz:

weregoingtojackson:

Best gif ever for all eternity.

That is a fucking huge raccoon

It’s pregnant with that hillbilly’s child

deliciousweeds:

skaagz:

weregoingtojackson:

Best gif ever for all eternity.

That is a fucking huge raccoon

It’s pregnant with that hillbilly’s child

reblog if you are a NERD who loves DRAGONS

cheskamouse:

stigmartyr762:

image

And this is how a ruling blood line begins.

humansofnewyork:

“I think one of the neighbors had beef with my mother. Because one day when my mom went to the store, and left us alone for just a few minutes, child services came and took us away. My sister and I got split up. I got sent to a group home. It was like a prison— everybody there was looking out for themselves. I’d call my mother and cry on the phone but she’d just say she was sorry, and there was nothing she could do, and she was trying. After a few months, my sister and I got moved into a foster home. Our foster mother was this old lady named Ms. Elizabeth. She let our mother come visit us even though she wasn’t supposed to. And she took us to church and prayed with us, and every Sunday she’d cook us a huge dinner and completely deck out the table like it was Thanksgiving. It was like some movie shit. We’d never had anything like that before. Even when we moved back with our mother, we would alway visit Ms. Elizabeth up until the time she passed away.”

humansofnewyork:

“I think one of the neighbors had beef with my mother. Because one day when my mom went to the store, and left us alone for just a few minutes, child services came and took us away. My sister and I got split up. I got sent to a group home. It was like a prison— everybody there was looking out for themselves. I’d call my mother and cry on the phone but she’d just say she was sorry, and there was nothing she could do, and she was trying. After a few months, my sister and I got moved into a foster home. Our foster mother was this old lady named Ms. Elizabeth. She let our mother come visit us even though she wasn’t supposed to. And she took us to church and prayed with us, and every Sunday she’d cook us a huge dinner and completely deck out the table like it was Thanksgiving. It was like some movie shit. We’d never had anything like that before. Even when we moved back with our mother, we would alway visit Ms. Elizabeth up until the time she passed away.”

jeffreymann:

Piebald Peacock.

This is a piebald peacock: a result of a genetic mutation. Imperfect things are perfect too.

blakcparade:

A GUY AT MY SCHOOL IS LITERALLY PUTTING UP POSTERS ADVERTISING THE SKELETON WAR AROUND THE SCHOOL TUMBLR HAS OFFICIALLY MADE ITS WAY INTO MY EDUCATION

blakcparade:

A GUY AT MY SCHOOL IS LITERALLY PUTTING UP POSTERS ADVERTISING THE SKELETON WAR AROUND THE SCHOOL TUMBLR HAS OFFICIALLY MADE ITS WAY INTO MY EDUCATION

oszt:

       iraffiruse:

Long exposure, 3 traffic lights in the fog.

damn this justthis fukn does it for methis is gorgeous

oszt:

       iraffiruse:

Long exposure, 3 traffic lights in the fog.

damn this just
this fukn does it for me
this is gorgeous