November 2011
b4tmatt:
Ugh, I hate it when people say “Fuck the police”.
Don’t just fuck the police.
Take the police out on a couple dates. Take the police to the movies or a nice stroll in the park. Feed the police some delicious fondue. Make the police fall in love with you. Then, fuck the police. And then out of nowhere, stop taking calls from the police. Ignore the police. Make the police miss you....
parents: wow honey you're so beautiful you could get any person you want
people on the internet: you're so pretty why are you single
your crush: get out of my way you demented potato
Reblog if you laugh like this: →
Clapping, collapsing, spazzing, hyperventalating.
And when I try to stop laughing:
No one knows what it's like
djavjr:
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
my parents: i have such a pretty daughter
people from school: who is this deformed potato
“How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your...”
– J.R.R. Tolkien (via helloannabanana)
Did I reblog that already?
jennyyvu:
Screw it, I’ll reblog it again.
