paint you my soul

this is just somewhere i can post thoughts, ideas or reminders and post/hoard various things that interest me as well as be inspired by what other people post

I’ve never been so sad I vomited before…..

Death from Above 1979 - Trainwreck 1979

triphopfightsback:

Trainwreck 1979 // Death From Above 1979

alt-J - Left Hand Free

undeadaudio:

Left Hand Free | alt-J

I propose we change welcome signs leading into Kansas.

Ideas are:

Welcome to Kansas, we’re all secretly amish

Welcome to Kansas, we have electricity

Welcome to Kansas, sorry

Welcome to Kansas, now leaving Kansas

Welcome to Kansas, slightly better than Nebraska

Welcome to Kansas, a prepubescent colorado

Welcome to Kansas, your allergies will be too bad to notice the smells

Welcome to the wizard of oz, home of Kansas and sunflowers

Welcome to Kansas, all we are is dust in the wind

*insert drunk self esteem rant*

As humanity in general, when will we stop advancing humanity in materialistic accomplishments and prioritize on the human self. Sure that doohicky makes it easier to cope with existing but what do we have to show for it socially.

Who wants to go down on a girl with bush so thick you think you’re reenacting Raiders of the Lost Ark.

Ok to be fair I bet the “bear arms” joke is as old as Uranus…..

Day No. 1978 of being an adult and still no bear arms

Brain: how do emotions work

Body: idk, just cry a lot

I’m pretty sure that’s how it goes down

Noticed the eyes on the happy meal box are punch outs. Not sure what the true purpose for that is but this is close enough and I can’t stop laughing

Send help

“Being your everything is not all that it’s cracked up to be”

Can I just have a coffee pot constantly brewing instead of air fresheners and candles?

(Source: maihopawango, via m00dyteens)

“Wanna make a monster? Take the parts of yourself that make you uncomfortable - your weaknesses, bad thoughts, vanities, and hungers - and pretend they’re across the room. It’s too ugly to be human. It’s too ugly to be you. Children are afraid of the dark because they have nothing real to work with. Adults are afraid of themselves.”

—   Black Telephone (Richard Siken)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via ariabanana)