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Panyiri! Honey butts!
Reading in the hammock with a very pudgy cat.
mew2:
incredible
Holy shit.
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Alexander Gutke
(via visualplaygrounds)
Quite possibly the best sweater of all time.
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Kitten kitten kitten.
shit.
DA FAQ.
(via westernfeelings)
You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry. You agree to get him dinner. You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food. Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don’t understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry. Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger.
I am dying of laughter.
(Source: stantanic, via pyrexia)
“If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery—isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you’re going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It’s the only good fight there is.”
― Charles Bukowski
sibf asked: is it though? i kid i kid. people are fucking stupid
I lawled. Ironically, the amount of stupid questions people with Arts degrees receive about the most fundamental aspects of their areas of study, only serves to reinforce the necessity of said studies.
Cat lyf. So lazy.