YEAR OF THE WHOPPER

I believe in love, but it don't believe in me.


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leusin:

what if there was a guy who was really afraid of guns and the blogs he followed tried to help him out by tagging things with “trigger warning” but it didn’t help it only made the problem worse

FUCK YOU

(Source: harmonisgenius)

(Source: humesthings)

Dan Harmon Poops: Not That it Helps, But: 

danharmon:

I’m really not supposed to be commenting on the situation, which I think is great advice, because anything I say will extend the story’s life and cause more fans discomfort. But as a guy who blogs or tweets every time he wipes his butt, hugs his cat or hurts his girlfriend, it’s conspicuously…

I will admit only this.

desireinlanguage:

There are some things I don’t think I could even confess under torture. Little things. Childish things. Things I don’t want to ever voice. Things I want I don’t want to think about. 

They’re the sorts of things you constantly lie to yourself about; the things that you hold a glimmer of hope for, but hold back from because of that silly, nagging voice in the back of your head keeps telling you that you’re silly. 

This is all I’m saying on the matter. 

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