loving my onsomble
Did you just.
You just did
How the hell do you misspell
Onsomble isn’t even a fucking word.
Did you even go to school?
Hey, teacher leave the kids alone!
All in all it’s just another brick in the wall.
Go back to school and learn how to spell.
We dont need no Edumacation….HEY! TEACHERS! leave them kids alone!
“you’re really pretty” *punk’d cameras come out*
someone told me once that “blink blink” is cat for “I love you”
I’m sure this is total bullshit but i choose to believe it.
cats are hardcore man. instead of going, “i love you,” or whatever, they’re just like, “YOU ARE NEITHER MY ENEMY NOR MY PREY AND I THUS ALLOW YOU TO BE IN MY UNGUARDED PRESENCE.”
honeymoon is an interesting term because an actual moon made of honey would imply space bees which is pretty horrifying
Ladies, never ever fight over a man. Fight over a job, parking space, your spot in a long line….the last chicken wing. But never over a man. Never.
A Swedish woman hitting a neo-Nazi protester with her handbag. The woman was reportedly a concentration camp survivor. 
Volunteers learn how to fight fires at Pearl Harbor [c. 1941 - 1945]
A 106-year old Armenian woman protecting her home with an AK-47. 
Komako Kimura, a prominent Japanese suffragist at a march in New York. [October 23, 1917]
Erika, a 15-year-old Hungarian fighter who fought for freedom against the Soviet Union. [October 1956]
Sarla Thakral, 21 years old, the first Indian woman to earn a pilot license. 
Voting activist Annie Lumpkins at the Little Rock city jail. 
Source with more wonderful photos
when are you guys going back to school?
Why do people drink alcohol it tastes disgusting
you don’t drink it for the taste. u drink shit like apple juice for the taste. you drink alcohol to get rid of the bad taste that every awful person in your life has left
u have no idea just how much i hate this post. this was a joke about gettign fucked up on pepsi then some charles Bukowski impersonator decides to write something more cliche than an anime protagonist using the power of freindship
lifes too short to pretend to hate pop music
Or I can just hate pop music because the majority of it stands for nothing but living your life in a moment with no worries or problems and denying reality. Plus there’s not enough guitars for me.
we’ve all got that weird pretty big secret that we don’t really hide but like we don’t flaunt it like “My brother died of cancer” or “I’m gay” or “I tried to kill myself last year” or anything really and when you find out somebody’s big plot twist you know you’re in this friendship for the long run
I’ve discovered there’s a lot you can do inside haunted houses.
For example, you can:
- be in a shampoo commercial
- start a boy band:
- spot some choice booty:
- break into song:
- see some people in frankly offensive outfits:
- attend a metal show:
- listen to some sick jams:
- discover zombieism:
- sample some tasty snacks:
- watch someone get burned bad:
- find something you really like:
- find something you really, really like:
- find something you REALLY REALLY LIKE:
- and wonder if you left the stove on:
Tony Stark, inside the helmet view.
Lets see how many people I can meet on call of duty with this