Apples Are So Fucked Up You Can Get Two From The Same Pile Ans One Tastes More Like An Apple Than Anything

i was meant to be someones spoiled and mischievous house cat

sometimes I wish I could blink audibly like SpongeBob

He was as tall as he was tall, and his eyes were the color they were. To describe his hair one would say that he had some. His face had all the features you'd expect, and none of the ones you wouldn't. "There he is," people would often say of him, but only when he was there. And they were right.

blowjob? more like nojob! #unemployed

how to disappear for a month with no repercussions

(bleeding from my wound) notice anythiung differebt about me ;)

'The weak breeze whispers nothing The water screams sublime His feet shift, teeter-totter Deep breath, stand back, it’s time

Toes untouch the overpass Soon he’s water bound Eyes locked shut but peek to see The view from halfway down

A little wind, a summer sun A river rich and regal A flood of fond endorphins Brings a calm that knows no equal

You’re flying now You see things much more clear than from the ground It’s all okay, it would be Were you not now halfway down

Thrash to break from gravity What now could slow the drop All I’d give for toes to touch The safety back at top

But this is it, the deed is done Silence drowns the sound Before I leaped I should’ve seen The view from halfway down

I really should’ve thought about The view from halfway down I wish I could’ve known about The view from halfway down'

i love tumblr because you see someone losing their mind and you’re just like “omg me tooooo!” *reblog*

ashes to ashes, dust to dust, reeses to pieces