my last words will probably be sarcastic
"what are you gonna do, kill me?"
i love old science fiction because it’s all like “IT’S THE DISTANT YEAR TWO THOUSAND AND THREE AND MAN IS EXPLORING THE DEEP CORNERS OF THE UNIVERSE” like god bless you old sci-fi you had such high hopes for us
bare minimum? i thought you meant bear minimum. as in the smallest amount of bears possible. which is why i brought one bear. there’s one bear. aka. the smallest amount of bears possible. i mean this is a problem but at least it’s not like. bear maximum
|one third of me:||I want a relationship so much, relationships are so cute|
|one third of me:||sex sex sex I want sex fuck relationships lets be slutty|
|one third of me:||fuck everyone I hate people|
what’s the difference between a dirty bus stop and a lobster with breast implants ?
one’s a crusty bus station and one’s a busty crustacean
This Vine gives me life
I’m reblogging this again, because this gives me life and a will to live even in the darkest hours.
my brother and I sing this to each other.
Andamooka Rough Opal
Raw Fire Opal
Tree Fossil with Opal Rings