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coolben94:

coolben94 now promoting starbucks

BEN YOU FUCK ME UP

meatbicyclevevo:

suctioning:

weedjoke420:

can sad frog fix this economy?

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what the fuck

bonbonbunny:

'What kind of overalls does Mario wear?'

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spacejam2005:

nothing was the same

(Source: whywelovedrake)

(Source: officialkirstie)

realbookofmorgan:

"I don’t like kanye west he’s a dick. have you ever listened to Eminem?"

My puthy is dry

Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.
—David Foster Wallace (via travels-)

(Source: oofpoetry)

How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?
Don DeLillo (via venusvixen97)

(Source: 13neighbors)

aydol:

prodigalpen:

RIP Mike Brown. His momma said she didn’t want anymore pics of him laying dead on the street so she shared pics of him as she knew him. This is one…

And I swear if it’s the last thing I do on this bloody website we are gunna make sure this doesn’t get forgotten. If we can’t get justice we’ll get change. The event in ferguson show that things have to fucking change

aydol:

prodigalpen:

RIP Mike Brown. His momma said she didn’t want anymore pics of him laying dead on the street so she shared pics of him as she knew him. This is one…

And I swear if it’s the last thing I do on this bloody website we are gunna make sure this doesn’t get forgotten. If we can’t get justice we’ll get change. The event in ferguson show that things have to fucking change
If we open a letter written by a young woman and read, “Often too he shared my pillow - or I his, and how sweet to sleep with him, to hold his beloved form in my embrace, to have his arms about my neck, to imprint upon his face sweet kisses,” we can reasonably assume that she and the man in question shared a sexual relationship. There is no justifiable grounds for changing that assumption when we learn that the words were actually written by Albert Dodd, a Yale undergraduate in the 1830s, describing his relationship with a fellow student, Anthony Hall. There is no valid reason to assert that passionate language in a letter between a man and a woman implies a sexual attraction, while exactly the same language exchanged between two men is “just the way male friends wrote about one another back then.” Yet this type of willful disbelief in the prevalence of historical homosexuality, and refusal to accept passionate male-male discourse as anything other than a literary convention, is all too common.
—William Benemann, Male-Male Intimacy in Early America (via americanfrontier)

(Source: publius-esquire)

beinggigantic:

kurt cobain: united states first troll?

(Source: grotbag)

I CANT BREATHE THROUGH MY NOSE AND I AM SO ANGRY ABOUT IT

loosifa:

dottedpolo:

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