humoring my drunk-ass friends when they text me…
sometimes I just want to take him by the shoulders, stare him in the eyes and say
“You are gay. Everybody but you seems to know that. And it’s perfectly alright. We all support you, now let yourself love who you wanna love.”
speaking of naming computers
when I get my mac
I’m naming him either Alonzo or Stephen
maybe Stephlonzo
or Alaphen
or Alphenzoten
god nobody ever let me near energy drinks when I have nothing to do but study ever again
I almost backed up my “school” folder
then I laughed at my foolish self and deleted all of it
bwahahahahahahahahahaha I’m seeing Mark Ruffalo Avengers again tomorrow night
I’m way too excited about this
just
ugh
Mark Ruffalo
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| 1950s lyrics: | splishin and a-splashin, one time i was splishin and a-splashin. ooh, i was movin and a-groovin. yeah, i was splishin and a-splashin. |
| 1960s lyrics: | he hit me and it felt like a kiss. he hit me and i knew he loved me. if he didn't care for me, i could have never made him mad. but he hit me and i was glad. |
| 1970s lyrics: | my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling. my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling. |
| 2012 lyrics: | i'm pimpin where i'm winnin, thats just how i’m chillin. i'm smokin grits and sellin chickens, corvette painted lemons. | EVERY DECADE HAS BAD LYRICS NOW GET OVER YOURSELVES YOU INSUFFERABLE DOUCHEBAGS |
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oh, come on.

