We all know that feeling, vending machine
when you’re talking about something you love and someone immediately starts saying how terrible it is
with great power comes a great electricity bill
hearin a really shitty pun
makin a really shitty pun
There’s this asshole who every time he sees me with my ukulele he thinks he’s funny and asks “Can you play any Metallica?” but the joke is now on him because I just learned how to play the intro riff to Master of Puppets.
I did it. I fucking did it. He asked me again just like I knew he would and I stared him straight in the eyes without blinking and just fucking shredded on my ukulele
Art from the book A Monster Calls written by Patrick Ness and illustrated by Jim Kay.
It’s a children’s book about a boy (Conor) who starts having nightmares about a monster every night since his mother started her cancer treatment. One night when he wakes up, there is an actual monster right outside his window. The monster is a yew tree in the cemetery behind Conor’s house during day-time but the monster we see at night. I wont go into more detail about the story because it’s really worth reading. You might want to have some tissues and ice-cream ready though.
It was inspired by Siobhan Dowd, who passed away due to cancer and could not write this book herself
HERE is the story if anyone is interested in reading this. It is just the story and no illustrations.
Oh my holy god this story is so good.
Detroit’s annual “Theatre Bizarre” Halloween festival
kissing is great
but wow when you get to kiss someone you have feelings for and you’ve wanted to kiss them for the longest time and you get to stroke their face and you’re so aware of their body and how nice their lips feel
the most handsome