made my biggest, brightest and most floral fuck ever. 

depression is a tough bitch but so are you

honestly fuck viruses they’re not even alive they’re just strands of punk ass DNA that go around fucking up us normal and god fearing life forms you don’t even have a nucleus you stupid bacteriophage looking horizontally transmitting RNA clump

FOX promoting Brooklyn Nine Nine season 5

let me die this is so fckn funny

He is absolutely the kind of selfish prick who would do that

The explanation, 1952, Rene Magritte

Size: 35x46 cm Medium: oil, canvas

rene magritte this does not explain ANYTHING

You already know tf  goin on!!!, 1952, Rene Magritte

Size: 35x46 cm

Medium: oil, canvas

in the last ten years we’ve had more movies starring guys named chris playing guys named steve than we’ve had female-lead superhero movies

white people when they drop something: ah fiddlesticks

white people when they win a board game: hooty hoo!!!

where should i put my insides? the crawl space is talking to me and there doesn’t seem to be time for making good things happen, anymore. repeat your question and i’ll whisper the answer back to you so quiet you won’t even hear. and where should i put my hands? i put all my thoughts by the window and keep it open at night hoping something will slide in through the screen and turn me into something better. overnight, i werewolf myself into a thing of love and wake up without it. i wake up with hurting teeth, with hair out of place, with a wrong voice, with a hand that doesn’t want to move, with insides that don’t know where to go after i’m done with them.

Me on September 1st

Me