Mechanical Pigeon

Don't let the bus drive the pigeon.

Dec 28

renegademoofin:

mai-pies:

axon-axoff:

If you think sloths look cute, WAIT UNTIL YOU HEAR WHAT THEY SOUND LIKE.

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OH MY GOD I’M GONNA VOMIT ITS TOO CUTE

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(via astraymind)




nkfr:

rocknrollercoaster:

Suspicious Quotation Marks

  • QUOTATION
  • MARKS
  • ARE
  • NOT
  • FOR
  • EMPHASIS

(via dashingyounghero)


ampullae:

djavjr:

but why would you graffiti the quadratic formula

some thugs just want to watch the world learn

ampullae:

djavjr:

but why would you graffiti the quadratic formula

some thugs just want to watch the world learn

(via mymothersuterus)



Nov 23

janoskifags:

basedgosh:

im 5 years old i dont care i laughed at this bird

(via thehilariousblog)


Nov 15

lucifersblog:

sir-not-appearing-in-this-blog:

rlyhigh:

…and then Satan said, “Put the alphabet in math.”

and then he added, “the Greek one, too”

I didn’t expect you guys to actually listen.

(via allhailbokonon)


Nov 14

setfiretomylikeness asked: Why are you so flippin' amazing?

I’m not nearly as amazing as you my dear <3


When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

welcome-to-the-sinners-ball:

imgayitsok:

God bless drag queens.

(via lrvin-deactivated20131229)


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