(Source: top-roman)
I was alone, Falling free, Trying my best not to forget.
holy shit
we are going to fucking die
2012
when the zombie apocalypse begins
what
this is such bullshit
i concur
fuck…
Ah, shit.
I’m out.
Ooookay, now I’m scared. Like seriously, there are really very few things that scare me, aside from my phobias (mirrors, scorpions). But communicable, incurable, virulent disease? Oh sweet Crystal Dragon Jesus, that TERRIFIES me, and not in a fun way like horror movies. Diseases of any kind make me REALLY uncomfortable, and shit like this is about the only thing that induces pants-wetting terror in me. *Curls into a ball in the corner, making a high-pitched keening noise*
(Source: c0nfirm3d)
Bird wasn’t strutting her stuff as hard as she could on the corner that weekend?
(Source: College Humor)
(Source: macabresdanses)
