I Me Mine


odbic:



IM SO DEAD.


there is some real inception shit happening here


there’s no way this is an accident

odbic:

IM SO DEAD.

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there is some real inception shit happening here

there’s no way this is an accident

(Source: roarofsilence, via fyeahfunnythings)

— 2 months ago with 220465 notes

the-yololympics:

my dream is to model for math textbooks

(via liek-a-baws)

— 2 months ago with 59250 notes

twilektimelord:

fororchestra:

ishouldbebritish:

adrianshhh:

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Sometimes I think of how one tiny mutated cell can wipe out our whole civilization, but then I watch a video like this and think “nah, we’re way too awesome of a species to be defeated.”

I feel like my life is complete after watching this.

(Source: adrians1, via aydizzle)

— 2 months ago with 61113 notes
derplodge:

In all seriousness though, hope you’re all doing alright over there

derplodge:

In all seriousness though, hope you’re all doing alright over there

(Source: tastefullyoffensive, via pricklylegs)

— 3 months ago with 11883 notes

someonepleasetellanneboleyn:

apiphile:

essequamviderinunc:

Kailashnath Temple, also Kailash Temple or Kailasanath Temple is a famous temple dug…in the wall of a high basalt cliff in the complex located at Ellora, Maharashtra, India. It is a megalith carved out of one single rock. It was built in the 8th century by the Rashtrakuta king Krishna I.

The Kailash Temple is notable for its vertical excavation—carvers started at the top of the original rock, and excavated downward.

It is estimated that about 400,000 tons of rocks was scooped out over hundreds of years to construct this monolithic structure.

INDIAN HISTORY LITERALLY NEVER MANAGES TO BE BORING OR EVEN TBQH SHORT OF BREATH-TAKING 

Ancient builders didn’t mess around damn, amazing

(Source: atavus, via pricklylegs)

— 3 months ago with 25915 notes

siskyisoutofbusiness:

omfG SO TODAY IN PHYSICS THIS GIRL’S PHONE WENT OFF AND HER RINGTONE WAS SHINE BRIGHT LIKE A DIAMOND AND MY TEACHER STOOD UP AND SAID TURN THAT THING OFF IF I HEAR IT AGAIN I WILL PERSONALLY TRACK DOWN RIHANNA AND EXPLAIN TO HER THAT DIAMONDS DO NOT SHINE THEY REFLECT

(Source: mountincest, via itscauseyoureafuckinelf)

— 3 months ago with 186425 notes

caladarri:

[rolls over in bed] Parkour

(via nohetero)

— 3 months ago with 65746 notes
Nedroid Fun Times: Noir Fiction →

nedroidcomics:

Noir Fiction

I finally got access to my Twitter archive. By request, here are my #noirfiction tweets from quite a ways back:

She was a nutty broad, with hair that was bonkers, and legs that just didn’t make any sense at all #noirfiction

She had a pair of legs that wouldn’t quit, no matter how politely you asked #noirfiction

She was the kind of dame where you couldn’t wait for her to leave so you could write about her on your blog #noirfiction

It was a dark and stormy…. DAY #noirfictiontwists

Her legs only went halfway up and then there was just an inescapable shrieking void, like all women #noirfictiontwists #noirbydavesim

She had legs that went all the way up, and so did the rest of her. “Get back down here,” I said. She looked at me and said “No” #noirfiction

She had a nice set of legs, and then a second, less-nice set she’d found in her foyer. That’s why she came to me. #noirfiction

Her legs were like a metaphor, and the imagery they brought to mind was extreme evocative #noirfiction

She had a body like a poem, and a face like a limerick #noirfiction

She was a real classy broad: top hat, monocle, tuxedo, twirled mustache… oh wait #noirfiction

Normally a dame like this would put me on every edge I had, but nectarines were in season and I had an entire bag. #noirfiction

She had a torso and then two weird lower limbs sticking out of the bottom of it. What were those things #noirfiction

I never cared for conversation, so I let my gun do the talking. Problem was, he was shy too #noirfiction

It’s a dirty job in a dirty city, but I’m not the cleanest guy so that’s fine by me. The name’s Paul Blart… Mall Cop. #noirfiction #blart

He had a face like a stack of pancakes and whenever he talked he sprayed butter and syrup everywhere #noirfiction

She stormed into my office like a hurricane, swinging her arms around and knocking over all my things. “Hey,” I said. #noirfiction

She had a face like this :) and a pair of legs to match < #noirfiction

She had a nice face. It was pretty. She was in my office. I was a detective! It was my first day of being a detective. #noirfiction

She had a pair of legs that ended in rollerskates and the kind of body that could stay upright #noirfiction

She had a face like a zen koan: thought-provoking but impossible to figure out #noirfiction

(via pleatedjeans)

— 3 months ago with 3308 notes