this was at starbucks this morning
im so done
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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this was at starbucks this morning
im so done
I haven't seen it done yet and it needed to be done.
^ lol I’d just run back to my room, and then lock door like this..
Reblogging for the second time because of the .gif
Easy answer. Grab a couple of good blades and go investigate the closest noise first. If it's mom, tell her to stay put. I'd then get the shotty and go down stairs. All the while, hoping that it's something I can kill. Way I see it, either it dies or we die. Now, if it's not mom upstairs, I have a good blade to throw at whatever is up there. I also have at least one backup blade in case the first one doesn't make it. Having 2 parents that worked (one that worked and went to school) left me home with my brother growing up. It's not like we really bothered to supervise each other. While he was doing whatever, I was finding sharp objects to play with. It's why I'm not really scared of them even if someone else has one and I don't.
The only people I’ve seen talk shit about the Beastie Boys are people who weren’t anywhere near even being born in 1986 and/or people who have shit taste in hip hop and don’t know shit about hip hop history.
Shaddup.
Plain and simple.
I'm a little perplexed as to who would say the Beastie Boys suck. Guessing it's the same people who love Drake, Lil' Wayne, and yell YOLO.
Fell asleep at 3am, woke up before 9am.
Yumyumyumyum
Mozzarella, tomatoes, EVOO, a pinch of this, a leaf of that. Insalata Caprese=perfection.
GET IN MY BELLY!
I miss this. I totally want to hit Regino's on Little Creek (shore drive end).
And now I have gifs for "Firefox has encountered an error with Windows."
Win
reblog if it's ok if i come vent to you.
Haters Gonna Hate
The Meme Spot
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Is there really anything I need to say about this?
This makes me hate the city... shame I like my interwebs too much.
Instagram ain't got nothin' on real photography.
Crazy people and liars
No, this isn't going to be a post putting anyone specific on blast, but it is pretyt much a blanket statement.
To all the crazy people and liars.... I hate you.
I know hate is a strong word and we're not supposed to hate, but until I find some inner peace I think hate is going to be there. I have met waaaaay too many crazy people in the past five months then I care to admit. I've had someone RP their own suicide that brought up painful memories of childhood friend's father killing himself and his young daughter finding him (she was approx 10 at the time iirc). My cousin's boyfriend shot himself in the head with his gun in her driveway after getting drunk. Yes, he meant to do it. It was at my aunt and uncle's place. I told this crazy bastard this and he gets on me about how it was him killing off a character and it wasn't real. Thing is, he was talking about RL shit that was getting to him and there was 0 RP going on at the time. This is a reason why I don't RP with crazy people.
Now on to liars. I'm all for making up stories for the sake of being funny. Like this one time, me and Pookie went to the club and he got totally wasted. He ended up going home with this cross dresser and apparently blacked out. He was complaining about how his ass hurt the next day and didn't know why. Then my friends and I showed him the pictures he txted us. Pookie didn't go to the club any more.
See, a somewhat funny story. No? Don't care I just came up with it randomly. Point is I don't know a Pookie and I hate clubs. Now, I don't want to find out some girl I've been talking too has been making up stories about some ex of hers to get me to feel sorry for her and have my savior gene kick in. When I find out you're lying to me and we're talkin'... talkin' stops and it's game over man. Game over. I'm honest when it comes to relationships. I'm too fucking old now to play games. If it's a board, computer, or video game then I'll give it a shot. If it's a mind game and it's relationship time? No, fuck that. You want to play games, you can go suck a dick. It ain't gonna be mine though.
With that said...
To all the stupid motherfuckers out there.... I hate you too.
Not saying I hate dumb people. You can be dumb and still be nice, considerate, and a good person. I hate the stupid motherfuckers who do dumb stuff like protest at a fallen soldiers funeral because they hate homosexuals. Bigots, racists, sexist, dumb as motherfuckers... yeah, I hate you all. If you are seriously a true racist in this day in age then you're doing it wrong. My own race especially. White people, we have done some fucked up shit in the past to everyone on the planet. Even other white people. Now, this isn't going to all white people, but we all know at least one. I had a roommate that used to say "nigger" all the time when talking about black people. Needless to say when he called me from jail to bail him out because he stole a golf cart from ODU... I left his racist ass in there. I moved out once my lease expired and told the landlady that I loved her to death, she was awesome, but I couldn't live with that guy anymore. Last I heard he got popped on possession.
Anyway, now that this rant of pointlessness is over... I'm going to go over to my friends house.
Where do you drown a hipster?
In the mainstream.