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beben-eleben:

Your Food is Secretly Talking About You Behind Your Back

skellyanon:

sweet bone and skella jeff

skellyanon:

sweet bone and skella jeff

perchu:

you could read this from right to left or left to right and it doesnt matter. it doesnt matter

perchu:

you could read this from right to left or left to right and it doesnt matter. it doesnt matter

(Source: bradfordsox)

lazersofa:

oh look, a bear

lazersofa:

oh look, a bear

girlgrowingsmall:

beastlyart:

boosket:

ask-bloody-fundanny:

roughkiss:

spookytheford:

did-you-kno:

Source

Oh god thank fucking christ.

I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.

so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!

Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done

The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.
I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.

Reblogging this again because most people don’t/never know how normal these thoughts are, and that can be a major source of stress. It’s okay. You’re okay. Just, you know, don’t follow through on that shit.

girlgrowingsmall:

beastlyart:

boosket:

ask-bloody-fundanny:

roughkiss:

spookytheford:

did-you-kno:

Source

Oh god thank fucking christ.

I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.

so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!

Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done

The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.

I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.

Reblogging this again because most people don’t/never know how normal these thoughts are, and that can be a major source of stress. It’s okay. You’re okay. Just, you know, don’t follow through on that shit.

i may seem ok but whats the problem
My feeet are numb and theres no medication or remedy. She took the scissors away and shot me with an electric gun across my face
pain and burns

(Source: nisuyaka)

smilefor-medarling:

Some of these are so awkward, and some are great, and there’s that one with the dad that’s just 100% heartbreaking.

(Source: owmeex)

raddlest:

nerdjpg:

do mermaids get high off of sea weed

mermaids dont exist

awashinreverb:

westbor0baptistchurch:

I petition that the entire website of Instagram needs to be shutdown forever. No picture could ever live up this masterpiece.

This meme is so good it has end credits

awashinreverb:

westbor0baptistchurch:

I petition that the entire website of Instagram needs to be shutdown forever. No picture could ever live up this masterpiece.

This meme is so good it has end credits