darrynek:

i’m in AP lunch

There are poems
inside of you
that paper can’t
handle.
Y. Z.  (via highpale)

davetrolland:

MAGIC MULLET MANNNNNN

crying tears of joy

yes but don’t go into overtime pls

me: Oh what the fuck
friend: what happened?
me: this scenario I created in my head got intense

no:

Porn is Too much. Someone could’ve eaten those apples, but instead you put them all in your Asshole? Who will eat them now? I won’t

phanphanphan:

part of me wants to do really well in school and get an amazing job and the other part of me just wants to lie on the floor and do nothing ever because i’m gonna die in the end anyway

why no stop