grilledcheese4evr:

824706:

she’s listening to anaconda

Fuck them skinny raccoons in the club!

grilledcheese4evr:

824706:

she’s listening to anaconda

Fuck them skinny raccoons in the club!

deather-child:

a detailed list of things i hate

  • hot weather
  • high temperatures
  • heat
  • warmer than average conditions
  • iphone: [autocorrects i to I]
  • me: chill

meatbicyclevevo:

mocking-scoutandjem:

meatbicyclevevo:

meatbicyclevevo:

What’s the definition of a will?

Come on guys it’s a dead giveaway

literally threw my head back in laughter and hit the wall

how did you throw your head it’s connected to you

jesus 

jesus 

the1975sound:

102 // snapchat

// smoke six of the ten fags that i only brought an hour ago //

message me for requests  

fish-boned:

shickalenia:

dduane:

thesuitsofwoah:

that’s almost too cruelalmost

I had to do this once with Privateer II: The Darkening. It gained a bit when he said “I bet you didn’t play it through, I bet somebody just told you how…” and I was able to smile gently and say “God, possibly, since I wrote the game.” And plainly the Deity was with me that day, as I happened to be carrying docs from my UK agent (who’d done the deal) that showed not only that I was the writer, but the five-figure sum I had been paid. …It was a happy day for me. Not so much for him. I’d never had a referent for the word “slink” for a full grown male before. As in “slink away in utter dejection.” I smiled for at least three days without stopping. And am smiling now… I had completely forgotten about this.

Reblogging because “I beat the game” is fantastic, but “I wrote the damn thing” is even better.

I’m not a gamer but I’ll always reblog these.

fish-boned:

shickalenia:

dduane:

thesuitsofwoah:

that’s almost too cruel
almost

I had to do this once with Privateer II: The Darkening. It gained a bit when he said “I bet you didn’t play it through, I bet somebody just told you how…” and I was able to smile gently and say “God, possibly, since I wrote the game.” And plainly the Deity was with me that day, as I happened to be carrying docs from my UK agent (who’d done the deal) that showed not only that I was the writer, but the five-figure sum I had been paid. …It was a happy day for me. Not so much for him. I’d never had a referent for the word “slink” for a full grown male before. As in “slink away in utter dejection.” I smiled for at least three days without stopping. And am smiling now… I had completely forgotten about this.

Reblogging because “I beat the game” is fantastic, but “I wrote the damn thing” is even better.

I’m not a gamer but I’ll always reblog these.

infamousnfamous:

baconik:

iridessence:

i’m not skinny and that’s okay

I am skinny, and that’s okay too

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