Swim to the moon.
actualmenacebuckybarnes:

clvbpenguin:

deadmarks:

lorenzo-drums:

This is what it’s like when I go on someone’s blog and a playlist starts playing. 

how the fuck did they film that scene 

they threw a radio at his face


#this was the 2000s people#we didn’t have your young people ‘special effects’#we just had gumpton and actors who could take a fucking radio to the face#those were the days

actualmenacebuckybarnes:

clvbpenguin:

deadmarks:

lorenzo-drums:

This is what it’s like when I go on someone’s blog and a playlist starts playing. 

how the fuck did they film that scene 

they threw a radio at his face

lanashiftdelrey:

coming out of your room at 3 am and seeing your parents

image

lanashiftdelrey:

coming out of your room at 3 am and seeing your parents

image

emilianadarling:

“One thousand years ago, superstition and the sword ruled. It was a time of darkness. It was a world of fear. It was the age of gargoyles.” (x)

whycantibe1oftheoneswithacoolurl:

schrodingerscatisdead:

me at pokemon daycare

I had to reblog this again

whycantibe1oftheoneswithacoolurl:

schrodingerscatisdead:

me at pokemon daycare

I had to reblog this again

thereal1990s:

Pulp Fiction (1994)

thorki:

this video is 1 second long.  in one minute i could watch it 60 times.  in 2 i could watch it 120.  in an hour i could watch it 3,600 times.  in a year i could watch it 31,536,00.  in a decade - if i spend the next 10 years of my life watching this video - i could watch it 315532800 times.  this is incredible.  this video is my past present and future

Now that SDCC 2014 is here, this gif became relevant again.

katbot:

Professor: Your essay must be 3,000 - 6,000 words

Me: image

grooliest:

His headphones aren’t even plugged in

grooliest:

His headphones aren’t even plugged in

darkbluetile:

16 year old girls selfie on tumblr

darkbluetile:

16 year old girls selfie on tumblr

opentheairforfreshwindows:

brave-fart:

brave-fart:

brave-fart:

brave-fart:

brave-fart:

brave-fart:

brave-fart:

brave-fart:

did you hear about the italian chef who died?

he pasta way

he just ran out of thyme

here today, gone tomato

his wife is still upset, cheese still not over it

we never sausage a tragedy coming

ashes to ashes, crust to crust

there’s just not mushroom for italian chefs in today’s world

spaghetti