ghosteh13: voice-of-tartarus: demeaniac: what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies? Woah woah wait you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most” that would explain...
If you’ve never had one you haven’t lived.
Me: *sits in towel for 6 months after showering*
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Parents: Don't forget to make us proud
Friends: Don't forget to socialize
Teachers: Don't forget to get A's
Strangers: Don't forget to blend in
Opposite sex: Don't forget to look good
Society: Don't forget to be perfect
Tumblr: Fuck the world, at least you haven't murdered somebody today
Tumblr: But just in case you want to get away with it, here are some tips.
We promise not to screw it up.– Yahoo chief Marissa Mayer
Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a...– Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre (via highwayaisle)
waitinforthebus: what a great nap, i feel totally disorientated and i’m frothing with hate
adventuresonpaper: I’ll come back for you i whisper as i caress the books i can’t afford
A for effort Dad
So I get home and play the opening lines of Scarborough Fair on my guitar when my dad bursts into my room and proudly declares that he knows that song. This is funny because he mistook Taylor Swift’s I Knew You Were Trouble for Rihanna yesterday and everybody’s been giving him grief about it since. Also, he thinks it’s Justin Beaver he’s been hearing on the radio.