GUYS ITS 2:AM AND I FORGOT WHAT OATMEAL MEANT AND I THOUGHT IT WAS AN EMOTION AND I SAID OUTLOUD “IM FEELING VERY OATMEAL” BUT IT DIDN’T MAKE SENSE, SO I LOOKED UP OATMEAL, BUT I SPENT 20 MINUETS CONTEMPLATING IF IT ACTUALLY WAS AN EMOTION AND IF GOOGLE WAS LYING
this text post is so oatmeal
i hate you
(via actualgoreface)
(via lesbiansparadise)
(Source: errmahgerr)
I don’t know the members of half the bands I listen to and I swear to fuck if you say that I’m not a “real fan” because of that you can get a cactus shoved up your ass because knowing the members names doesn’t make you a “real fan” - actually liking the music and knowing songs makes you a fan.
thank you.
If I knew all the names of the all the members of all the bands I like I’d have no room to store information like how to breathe
(via what-you-do-not-see)
You know, I think one of the worst feelings is finding out that you didn’t mean as much to someone as you thought you did, and you just feel stupid, and because you looked desperate, about caring too much.
(Source: rsvnr, via n0vusordoseclorum)
I did a thing and I’m not sorryHeh
you forgot this picture
(Source: the-world-will-be-ours, via n0vusordoseclorum)
Please leave me alone!
Is suicide the answer?
The pills?
The razors?
The Rope?
What’s left?
(Source: dangan-facebooks, via thehardshipsailed)
“Maybe this is what the Mayans predicted. Not an asteroid or a solar flare, but the end of what we are. We no longer cherish life, or the other people, or even the earth or the animals or the resources put on it. War. Genocide. Abuse. Senseless mass murder. Animal cruelty. Gluttony. Greed. Waste. And lust. Look around you, the end of the world is already here.”
(Source: bickled, via joshfranceschisawmytits)
