|—||Joseph Campbell (via fleurlungs)|
How to know which boy you like:
1. Get very drunk
2. You will cry about the boy you like
Apparently the boy I like is pasta. This comes as no surprise.
foxes eating rabbits or lions catching antelope
is not in any way shape or form
the same thing
as people mass producing, forcefully breeding non-human animals, and slaughtering them by the hundreds of millions to be packaged into plastic wrapped cartons for you to buy from a store that you drove your car to
buying clothes that aren’t black is hard
the starry sky on the himalayas
CLICK ON THE PIC BRO
THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY
WHAT KIND OF SORCERY IS THIS
How can this be real? How can the sky really look like that in some places?
the fact that people are like “Coca Cola supports racial equality, I’m not going to be drinking Coca Cola anymore” and “Google supports gay rights I’m not going to use them anymore” like what next “the Earth provides Oxygen to ethnic minorities I’m going to stop breathing in protest”
Another Bad Wolf..
forever wondering what the punchline of uncle vernon’s japanese golfer joke was
OH MY FUCKING GOD
GOD DAMN IT UNCLE VERNON
DUDLEY WAS IN THAT ROOM