summonertruth:

mikevarker:

majesticmaddox:

shanehelmscom:

keepmegoingbaby:

ANDDDD THATS THE BOTTOM LIIIINEEEEE CAUSE STONE COLD SAID SO!
*glass shatters*

Laying it down Stone Cold style.

This man is the fucking best. So much respect.

STONE COLD! STONE COLD!

//This man forever will be a badass wrestler and an awesome human being.

saturdaychores:

Saturday Chores #6, July 5, 2014
This sign was all Grayson’s idea. I couldn’t stop laughing.

Absolutly GREAT

travelthisworld:

allstreets:

Keizersgracht - Amsterdam, The Netherlands


iraffiruse:

Some people might feel sorry for themselves in this situation
Puppy don’t care
Puppy’s got stuff to do
Puppy’s got places to be
Puppy’s got people to bark at and things to sniff.
whycantibe1oftheoneswithacoolurl:

schrodingerscatisdead:

me at pokemon daycare

I had to reblog this again

seekingtheunordinary:

deathbeforediet:

canwriteitbetterthanueverfeltit:

stand-up-comic-gifs:

Joan Rivers on the Ed Sullivan Show, 1967 (x)

HOW IN THE WORLD DID SHE TALK LIKE THIS BACK THEN AND END UP HOSTING A SHOW TEARING APART WHAT PEOPLE LOOK FOR A FRIGGING LIVING????

SHOCKED when I got to the bottom and saw “Joan Rivers”

You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.


You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to scream and punch things.
Do it.
Let out every ounce of anger you have.
Sit on the floor and cry until you feel numb.
Listen to songs that make your heart sink to your feet.
Write angry letters to all the people who have broken you, left you, ignored you or hurt you.
Throw your hairbrush at the wall.
Do it twelve times.
Do it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to hurt yourself.
Don’t you dare do it.
Sit on the floor and watch cartoons like you did when you were little.
Listen to songs that make you want to dance around your bedroom in your underwear at 3 A.M.
Make paper airplanes out of those angry letters and watch them soar into the fireplace.
Brush all the knots out of your hair and say “I am worth it” into the mirror.
Say it twelve times.
Say it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to get through it.


things i wish i could make you understand  (via pessimistiic)