Fuck Yeah, Toast-It-Notes.
SLC Punk - 1998
Every time I watch this movie I cry so hard when Heroin Bob dies. Unless there’s someone else in the room then I quietly cry.
I cry hard no matter who’s in the room. It hurts too much every time.
Do not be fooled, I am not that cute in person. I actually resemble a potato. My selfie game is just hella strong.
Cardiologists here in Night Vale like you to stay heart healthy! The best way to do this is to exercise your heart. Exercising your heart is as easy as one, two, three punches to the chest or throat. This, if done properly, will temporarily stop your heart and you will fall into light cardiac arrest. Then simply fall over, your heart will realize that your life is not a game and it will try to save itself. Once it does your heart will be more alert from now on.
when you know something doesnt fit in the fridge but you force the door shut and let it fall out on someone else
She said ‘I really can’t stay’
And he said ‘baby, it’s cold outside let me lend you a jacket and give you a ride home’ because he wasn’t a fucking creep
That song is possibly my biggest fucking annoyance of the holiday season. I can’t even.
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My kind of Christmas tree