last night I was denouncing some forgettable shitbag to my girlfriend and said “even the ground wouldn’t want him to rot in it” and was instantly projected into the body of a gnarled old irish woman 200 years ago, spinning thread and spitting on the ground as I bitch and look out to sea.
When you bitch so hard you astral project into one of your past lives
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“Why did it take you 10 minutes to clean 1 window?”
“There was a cat.”this cured my depression for the day
this is outrageously important
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aesthetic point
(Source: anthonysamaniego.com, via expressions-of-nature)
everybody runs differently
olive: boob jiggle physics except in real life
bee: basically the naruto run
juno: if i run on my tippy toes will that make me go faster
rue: cant really see where shes going with the flesh on her face flopping around like that by by god does she try
percy: BOB AND WEAVE
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@devotedlysweatythings another good one 4 ur window one x
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** the same 20 songs i’ve been listening to since i was like 13 (that’s nearly 11 years, fuck)
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my dream is to live in a place where cute forest critters wander into my yard and make friends with my pets
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