a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy:

a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy:

a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy:

I was a professional juggler for like five years and all of my friends politely pretend it never happened.

Sometimes I will be holding three or more similarly sized objects and they will all shoot me the kind of warning glances typically reserved for cats who are about to swipe a fresh and crispy fish stick from a small child’s hand.

I gaze wistfully at a basket of apples and they all think, “Don’t you FUCKING dare,” so hard that I take psychic damage.

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cazantonio:

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rudderless-in-an-ocean-of-stars:

bustnuttington:

violentposer:

the ‘big three’ of coping mechanisms are jerking off, fucking up your hair, and playing your favorite music real loud

and the hidden fourth coping mechanism: spending obscene amounts of money and drowning yourself in material items

op and this reblogger didn’t have to call me out this hard oof

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penicillium-pusher:

Asked my mom for a binder for Christmas

No, mom, that’s not….

Oh I see what you did there

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khanos:

having sex with someone you love is.. peak pleasure. cumming and not feeling regret and disgust? bliss

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swarnpert:

youtube to mp3 converters have done more for this country than the military ever will

saintlaurentcalum:

i dont have a favorite music genre. i just like songs that sound good. i have no specific taste,, if it slaps it slaps.

ruinedchildhood:

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