awkwardvagina:

so me and my dad are watching a documentary about a man that killed his children and the presenter turned to the camera and said ‘how could anyone ever think about killing their child’ and my dad sat there looking straight at the tv and said ‘trust me its not difficult’ he then looked at me and sighed

flatsound:

i wanna feel how dogs feel when you let them go in a big field 

tacodwell:

I remember when I was a fetus I used to sneak out at night while my mother was sleeping

zbrexx:

zbrexx:

how did the telephone propose to his girlfriend?

he gave her a ring image

mausspace:

weirdtrip:

he looks so pleased
"oh look. look at this apple. it me"

horf horf horf

postllimit:

why iphones gotta take two million years to turn back on after they die like you plug em in and you’re all ready to start texting again but they’re like “nope. i gotta take some time for myself. figure out who i am. you hurt me too much the last time. let me think.”

priveting:

Moving the Cat Tree by The Three Whisketeers on Flickr.

burgerkid:

burgerkid:

burgerkid:

Who does a pharaoh talk to when he’s sad?

His mummy.

i lost 10 followers already

lazypacific:

i hate guys who judge breast-size. i mean, we can’t all be boobzilla.

fake-mermaid:

do you ever wash your face with cold water and feel like your life has changed dramatically

unfollowryanross:

if you ever feel bad about yourself, just remember this one time in my english class, we were writing horror stories and one of the girls wrote “it was friday the 13th, the night before halloween” for her opening sentence

nehrvy:

☆ bambi/indie blog ☆

serving size: 4

yeah

all 4 me

foxgrl:

I wish none of you were sad