Plans expected to occur later in the day:
Neither do I, and it’s wonderful.
(via sassygaynazi)
IS THAT SPONGEBOB COMING OUT OF THE BOTTOM CABINET
reblogging just for that comment.
LMFAO.
LOLLLLL
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOL.
I LITERALLY JUST SPIT ALL OVER MY COMPUTER AND NOW IT HAS SPIT MARKS ON IT BUT OH MY GOD
OH MY GOD IM SCREAMING
OH MY GOD, IT IS SPONGEBOB. HOLY SHIT.
you should have seen me in this part.
You know you’re fucked when spongebob falls out of your cabinet.
(via funnyfunnyfunnyfunnyfunny)
Luigi Benedicenti, a hyperrealist painting of some ice cream
ARE YOU SERIOUS.
at first I was like mmmmm delicious ice cream THEN I REALIZE ITS A FUCKING PAINTING
FUCK THAT I’LL EAT THE PAINTING
that is a fucking painting.
brb, giving up art forever.
^ that comment amg
Oh my GOD.
(via funnyfunnyfunnyfunnyfunny)
Inductance
sorry but that’s fucking amazing
holy shit
hot fuck that’s awesome
So delightful! :)
“There is a theory which states that if anyone ever discovers exactly what the universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly dissappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplainable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened.”
-Douglas Adams.
(via keythin)
Meet the new man in my life: Bailey Brown the Burmese cat.
Well, he’s not exactly new. In fact, he knows me really well… since we were both just kids (kittens?) when we met for the first time. He’s been around ever since, but we just recently started our solid, loving relationship. I moved in and now he snuggles with me in bed every night. Not to mention, he’s ravishingly handsome. What more could I ask for?
He also loves me a lot, so I know he’ll never leave.
Crazy cat lady in the making? I assure you, I am not. But he makes me see why some people are. :p
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In all seriousness, reasons why I love this cat: He was raised specifically by the breeder to enjoy affection, at my uncle’s request, all those years ago. She cuddled him often in those early weeks and even taught him to ride on her shoulder. Since then, he has loved to be loved. He likes to be cradled like a baby (no lie) and when you pick him up, he automatically turns his body to face you and rests one paw on each of your shoulders. Every time without fail.
And when you blow in his face or meow at him, he meows back.
He also likes to rub his face on mine, which I do not object to.
He’s sitting on my nightstand now, yawning big. We like each other’s company.
ANIMALS ARE JUST AWESOME, OKAY? I LOVE DEM.
I want photographs like these.
(via thelastsun)
When will I see you again?
You left with no goodbye, not a single word was said
No final kiss to seal anything
I had no idea of the state we were in.
I know I have a fickle heart and bitterness
And a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head
But don’t you remember, don’t you remember?
The reason you loved me before,
Baby, please remember me once more.
When was the last time you thought of me?
Or have you completely erased me from your memories?
Cause I often think about where I happen to roam.
You more I do, the less I know.
But I know I have a fickle heart and bitterness
And a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head.
But don’t you remember, don’t you remember?
The reason you loved me before,
Baby, please remember me once more.
I gave you the space so you could breathe,
I kept my distance so you would be free,
I hope that you find the missing piece
To bring you back to me.
Why don’t you remember, don’t you remember?
The reason you loved me before,
Baby please remember you used to love me.
When will I see you again?
