from the ocean

p0kemina:

sassyabrahamlincoln:
do you ever get your period and just think about your recent behavior like wow that explains a lot
"I cried over a fucking marshmallow last week this all makes sense"

rubyetc:

rubyetc:
So I was in Ikea and I said to myself, ‘You’re almost 21 now kid you gotta grow up and buy yourself a statement piece. Something that screams ‘responsible adult’ and ‘definitely not prone to regressive/impulsive purchases’.
and then I got home and I thought finally, I have something I can use as a reply when people ask me whether I have a boyfriend/girlfriend

mortisia:

The proper way to wake up a goth

sosickweredead:

After 10 years of hearing kitchen, sandwich, driving, fake geek girls, being physically weak, and PMS Jokes. I do not care about hurting the feelings of boys with (stereotypically masculine) jokes.

papabay:

natto-nguyen asked me to draw Sakura in her Last outfit a while back!
\ (°this hottie managed to get both her teammates cravin’ after her c;

me when I see fluff of my OTP: fucking losers
me when I see smut of my OTP: losers fucking

hauntingsivan:

"fuck man, i have so much shit to do"
*four hours later*
"fuck man, i still haven’t gotten this shit done, but i read a great fanfiction"

lizziemcswagger:

getting an A in a science test

mintywolf:

There are about a billion arrangements of “Bad Apple!!” but this one, performed with traditional Japanese instruments, is one of the best and most unique that I’ve seen.
It’s the complete opposite of the bouncy techno remixes (which, don’t get me wrong, I enjoy) that make up a lot of Touhou Project fan music, and actually feels a lot truer to the nature of Gensokyo.

jaclcfrost:

u think i am walking around the house with a blanket around my shoulders because i cold but in actuality it is my cloak and i am on an adventure

taekmeout:

"you really know how to ask stupid questions."

thylaed:

shout out to people who are scared to call others out, whose hands shake when they try to explain what’s wrong, whose throats threaten to close up with thoughts of ‘what if i’m just overreacting’, whose hearts are pounding out of their chests because they just stuck their necks out for their beliefs, who have lost friends and respect and safety for aligning themselves with causes

kawacy:

forget the past and move on

cyberpark:

"can you wrap this present for me"
“yeah sure”

My writing when I was 5: The brown dog was friendly.
My writing when I was 14: The chestnut-colored Labrador, with streaks of gold in his soft, thick fur, was amenable to the concept of dolling out affection to his human counterparts.
My writing now: lol dog

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