Something or Other

parakeet:

the writing in this game is top tier

(via wordhuntering)

derinthescarletpescatarian:

prokopetz:

Sometimes when I’m trying to figure out a thorny coding problem my cats will hop up on my desk and start peering intently at the screen with me because they want to know what’s so interesting, and I know they have no idea what they’re looking at, but I’m not gonna lie, I appreciate the moral support.

They have no idea but in that moment neither do you

(via ukulelekatie)

vamprire:

being online is so scary aren’t you guys worried about the world wide spider

(via officialspec)

whyenn-reader:

“when did we all become so performative” idk man when the threat of being recorded at any time and posted for milions to see without your knowledge became normalised.

(via ukulelekatie)

dragon-png:

we ask that the defense not say “me when i lie” while the witness testifies

(via doubleca5t)

achillesinhighheels:

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unalivejournal:

unalivejournal:

deeply saddened to report that this song still slays

hey i hear the voice of a preacher from the back room calling my name and i follow just to find you i trace the faith to a broken down television and put on the weather and i’ve trained myself to give up on the past ‘cause i frozen time between hearses and caskets lost control when i panicked at the acid test i wanna get better while my friends were getting high and chasing girls down parkway lines i was losing my mind because the love, the love, the love, the love, the love that i gave wasted on a nice face in a blaze of fear i put a helmet on a helmet counting seconds through the night and got carried away so now i’m standing on the overpass screaming at the cars hey i wanna get better i didn’t know i was lonely 'til i saw your face i wanna get better, better, better, better i wanna get better i didn’t know i was broken 'til i wanted to change i wanna get better, better, better, better i wanna get better i go up to my room and there’s girls on the ceiling cut out their pictures and i chase that feeling of an eighteen year old who didn’t know what loss was now i’m a stranger and i miss the days of a life still permanent mourn the years before i got carried away so now i’m staring at the interstate screaming at myself hey, i wanna get better i didn’t know i was lonely 'til i saw your face i wanna get better, better, better, better i wanna get better i didn’t know i was broken 'til i wanted to change i wanna get better, better, better, better i wanna get better better 'cause i’m sleeping in the back of a taxi i’m screaming from my bedroom window even if its gonna kill me woke up this morning early before my family from this dream where she was trying to show me how a life can move from the darkness she said to get better SO I PUT A BULLET WHERE I SHOULDA PUT A HELMET AND I CRASH MY CAR 'CAUSE I WANNA GET CARRIED AWAY THAT’S WHY I’M STANDING ON THE OVERPASS SCREAMING AT MYSELF HEY I WANNA GET BETTER I DIDN’T KNOW I WAS LONELY 'TIL I SAW YOUR FACE I WANNA GET BETTER, BETTER BETTER BETTER I WANNA GET BETTER I DIDN’T KNOW I WAS BROKEN 'TIL I WANTED TO CHANGE I WANNA GET BETTER, BETTER BETTER BETTER I WANNA GET BETTER

(via arrynzek)

virtualgirladvance:

(via officialspec)

neenarchive:

neenarchive:

they’re hiring me at the extra virgin olive oil factory as the oathsworn knight who protects the chastity of the olives

many dishonourable knaves in the notes of this post

(via youngbloodbuzz)