XY magazine, 1997, by James Patrick Dawson

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shark vs the universe

Game Changer & Make Some Noise

izzy's playlists!
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NASA

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Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

roma★

#extradirty
KIROKAZE
Noah Kahan

blake kathryn

if i look back, i am lost
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@radiantxrad
XY magazine, 1997, by James Patrick Dawson
me as an airline pilot
me over the intercom: do you guys like me
u know when u have a day that doesnt really follow the storyline of the rest of ur life like this weird holiday special thats never discussed again
Places where reality is a bit altered:
• any target • churches in texas • abandoned 7/11’s • your bedroom at 5 am • hospitals at midnight • warehouses that smell like dust • lighthouses with lights that don’t work anymore • empty parking lots • ponds and lakes in suburban neighborhoods • rooftops in the early morning • inside a dark cabinet
playgrounds at night
rest stops on highways
deep in the mountains
early in the morning wherever it’s just snowed
trails by the highway just out of earshot of traffic
schools during breaks
those little beaches right next to ferry docks
bowling alleys
Most American thing I’ve seen in a while
wtf….I can’t even walk without tripping how she do that……
this is so beautiful
It’s like art
U can really tell who’s been on tumblr more than four years because we all give up on networks and promos and our blogs become bizarre collections of obscure art and documentation of bad life choices
yo don’t ever tell me buzzfeed quizzes aren’t fuckin NECESSARY ok like i see that title and i get this urge and i NEED 2 know , i gotta know which fruit i am and how lazy i am depending on which colors i like n if my boyfriend is a man or a butternut squash in sunlgasses, like i ain’t even got a bf but bitch i NEED. 2. KNOW.
literally same
remember when hey soul sister was on the radio and life didn’t suck ass
dogs will not eat your homework they are too smart for that
i had a dream, which i woke up from to make this post i guess, where i was trying to make my dog eat my textbook so i wouldnt have to do my homework and he said “to hurt knowledge in any of its forms is an act of mindless destruction and i will not have it”. i don’t even have a dog
your Netflix show will be waiting for you this summer when you don’t have homework to do and finals to study for
vine exists on an alternate plane of existence where anything goes
Last night I had a dream that I graduated college but when I got home Dwayne the Rock Johnson was in my living room and I had to fight him as a final test of skill.
Eventually I figured out his attack patterns and had an easy enough time dodging him, but none of my punches did anything. I could not pierce his hide. He was just too strong. The dream ended after I jumped on his back and wrapped my arms around his neck. I do not know if I won.
When I woke up my arms were sore. Now I’m afraid of going to sleep again in case he returns. I cannot sleep-fight DtRJ two nights in a row. I’m only human.
Today is the one-year anniversary of this godforsaken post. So much has happened since then. I graduated and moved across the country. Hundreds of people (mostly spambots) started following me. Replies disappeared and came back. Yet still, in all this time, and after all these notes, I have not seen one remotely funny comment on the original post. I remain the only funny person on planet Earth, and tumblr remains a garbage website for garbage people. Good day.
me: I’m a very private person I don’t talk about my personal life
me 10 minutes later: the most profound experience of my childhood was when I was 11 and cried in class after the teacher showed us the Mona Lisa. I was touched by her beauty , and the entire class laughed at my tears but I was content that that was the moment I realized I was a sensitive emotional artist. now that we’ve known each other for exactly 10 minutes, would you like to hear the grueling 4 hour story about how I became psychologically disturbed ? also here is my credit card number..
Somebody once told me the CHAAAAAAANGE Is gonna roll me I said yep. What a concept On her forehead Somebody Somebody Some Once asked Is gonna roll On her forehead Well the years start coming and they don’t stop some But the Meteor men beg to differ But the Meteor men beg to differ Hey now Somebody once Hey now But the Meteor men But the Meteor men On her forehead You’ll never shine if you don’t body Hey now, you’re an Allstar You’re an Allstar CHAAAAAAANGE Hey now, you’re a Rockstar You’re an Allstar On her forehead All that glitters is some Only shooting stars Only shooting stars Only Some once told me (STATIC) But the Meteor men beg to differ It’s getting pretty thin The waters getting warm so you Pretty thin The ice we skate The hole in the satellite picture The ice we skate Meteor men (THE WORLDS ON FIRE) How’s about yours yours forehead Hey now, you’re an Allstar Somebody asked could I … I said yep, what a concept yep yep yep what a concept what a concept (whistling) I like that boat That is a nice, nice boat. I like that boat That is a nice, nice boat (amalgam of nice nice boat, all that glitters and only shooting stars) I said yep what a concept. I could use a little fuel myself and we could all use a little CHAAAAAAANGE
this is humor on a level i was not prepared for. this is a work of genius
@potatoavenger
when u zone out in class and ur all like