|—||“10 Word Poem” series - #16 (via guy)|
|—||Neil Gaiman (via hellanne)|
|—||Unknown (via gofuckingnuts)|
|—||Unknown (via franki-e)|
I’m sorry I can’t come to the phone right now. I’m busy cutting open Fruit Gushers and squeezing all of the goo into a glass so I can take a shot of it because that has always been a dream of mine and now that I’m an adult with a job, I finally have the means to make it a reality. Please leave your name and number after the beep.
This is not your destruction.
This is your birth.
my coworker just told me about a kid he knew in second grade that was really allergic to peanuts but one day during lunch he said that he couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to know what reeses taste like so he pulled out his epipen, ate the reese cup then stabbed himself with the epipen and told the teacher to call the hospital and that kid is the most hardcore kid I’ve ever heard of I wanna be his friend
|—||Kurt Cobain (via hungerasylum)|