burymeinecstasy:

Oh my god

Holy shit, those were disgusting.

What a ripoff man this kitten I got isn’t doing ANYTHING cool that I know kittens all over the internet are doing.

cat’s blendin’ in with my bed, y’all

thedailywhat:

Getting The Band Back Together of the Day: Influential post-hardcore legends At the Drive-In will reunite this year after an eleven year hiatus.

An official website has been launched, along with a Twitter account which confirms the band’s reunion.

The announcement comes two days after Mars Volta frontman Cedric Bixler-Zavala — the man responsible for ATD-I’s 2001 breakup — announced that his band’s sixth studio album was nearly done and would be released this year.

TMV’s other At The Drive-In alumnus, guitarist Omar Rodríguez-López, previously stated the band’s next album would be their last, but added that an ATD-I reunion was not forthcoming. 

Shows what he knows.

[altpress / nme.]

When I only log onto tumblr so i can reblog this news.

since when is being a mom considered a hobby/interest?

pearlconcubine:

downlo:

bedbugsbiting:

findingsherlock:

poboh:

The Irritating Gentleman, Berthold Woltze. Germany (1829 – 1896)

FS says: I love this because it speaks very much to the sociological effect of modernity. Suddenly people were trapped in carriages with other people more and more often, and middle class women were suddenly traveling alone far more often than ever before. This meant that there was a huge need for cultural rules to come into play, rules we see and use to this day. Imagine you are in a bus, do you look at people around you? In the eyes? Do you speak with people you sit next to? How about in elevators? Probably not. This is the social conditioning of urbane modernity. And it started when people were thrown more and more together for longer periods. 

Basically its this guy’s fault that you feel so alone in a crowd. 

I find it utterly fascinating that “irritating gentlemen” have been a problem on public transportation for so long. The weary look on this woman’s face says it all. I have worn that look many times.

The Nice Guy, c 19th century.

She needs an iPod and sunglasses.

In all seriousness, this is a great painting.  You can tell from the girl’s clothing that she’s in mourning and there is this loser getting up in her face.  I can just hear him:

“So…in mourning, huh? What happened…someone die or something? A ha ha ha haaa.  Your mother huh? Oooookay…”

 And all her one-word answers are just a sign he’s reading wrong.

After four and a half hours of supervising kids ages 5-9 doing their homework (one needed help with fractions, another wanted my undivided attention when she had to read her library book aloud, another was sitting quietly in the corner and I was fine with that… until i realized he wasn’t even doing his actual homework, but instead copying the text of a comic book word-for-word), and trying to make sure each took their showers (no one wanted to take theirs first, fighting over bath toys, and the youngest one bawled that she didn’t want to take a shower, she wanted to take a bath), and constantly trying to pull them off each other so they wouldn’t rip each other’s throats out, I firmly believe that I am not ready for kid. I will never be ready for kids. They belong in zoos.

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A freezer…?

who let you back in the house.

what is the opposite of a sunroom because that’s what this is right now.

zess:

Tonight Josh and I went to this local mexican that we’d been meaning to go to for ages. Was so amazing. Tried chimichangas for the first time. I still have a food boner over them.

 all you needed was me there, bro. i would have completed the mexican experience.

if you would like for me to personally scrawl on the inside of one and send it to you, i would be more than happy to. stick your addresses in my askhole.

holy shit, life. way to fucking suck.

for 15 minutes on omegle I opened up with “hello, my name is adriana”

everyone

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