and all time low wins the worst merch award yet again
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my fucking eyes just melted out of my skull the fuck is that
The stages of recovery
Stage 1:
I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost. I am helpless. It isn’t my fault. It takes forever to find a way out.
Stage 2:
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I fall in again. I can’t believe I am in this same place. But it isn’t my fault. It still takes a long time to get out.
Stage 3:
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I fall in…it’s a habit…but my eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.
Stage 4:
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.
Stage 5:
I walk down a different street.
(Source: recoverykitty, via phrasesleft0npaper)
Nicki Minaj casually dismantles sexism while applying her eyeliner
This was, legitimately, my very first impression of Nicki Minaj. And this is the reason why, to this day, I have the utmost respect for her, even though I don’t like all of her music.
I watch this every time it pops up my dash and it never stops being excellent.
This did everything BUT make her look stupid.
(Source: upworthy.com, via fucking-radic4l)
oh my god
i legitimately stared at this and went ‘what it looks fine’ and then it hit me. and i threw myself out the window. and then reblogged it.
Shit.
(via dickraftlovecunt)
once i was sick so i got a prescription for codeine cough syrup and when i went to pick it up the pharmacist was like “you really won’t need all of this” and i was like “it’s ok i could just sell it at school” and he was like “YEAAAAAAAH FUTURE PHARMACIST” and fist bumped me
ok apparently this pharmacist is my brother’s old pot dealer
his name is scooter
(Source: chilepowder, via marrymegaskarth)
