Bongs are all this pothead can think about.
Bates Motel has been freaking me out and I can’t help but say that I like it. I totally knew Bradley was a bed freak, and that all this shit was going to happen. Was I the only one that saw her eyeing Dylan? I sure hope not. I’m kind of pissed about Jiao and Juno. Looks like this show is taking the term ‘15 minutes of fame’ to the extreme. I hope Dylan does the right thing, yet again, and get his family out of the mess that is yet to come. Moving out in a few weeks? I hope not!
When people talk about pointless drama at work.
(via bro-shit-happens)
I probably look like this every day.
Dear every manufacturer of women’s clothing, ever:
Faux pockets are an abomination. If you’re going to bother putting pocket flaps on something, add the G-d damn pockets.
No love,
Jilli
And make the pockets deeper, you soulless bastards.
You know what’s attractive?
Not this:
EVERYONE REBLOG THIS
On average, men’s pants have about 6 inch deep pockets.
IT’S 2013 AND WE STILL DON’T HAVE PANTS POCKETS EQUALITY
PANTS POCKETS EQUALITY!!!
They do this type of shit so they can sell girls wallets and bags.
(via bro-shit-happens)
I consider this to be the highest task of the union of two people: that each should keep watch on the solitude of the other.
—Rilke (via kateoplis)
(Source: invisiblestories, via kateoplis)
