(Source: vanderwaalmonas)
I love chubby Jason Segel I would rub my face on his belly
the funniest fucking shit i have seen in a long time.
(Source: kinomatika)
Other half of London’s spread.
I’m going to make sure he does most of my pieces. Fucking phenomenal.
The shirt seemed heavy until he saw there was another shirt inside it, the sleeves carefully worked down inside Jack’s sleeves. It was his own plaid shirt, lost, he’d thought, long ago in some damn laundry, his dirty shirt, the pocket ripped, buttons missing, stolen by Jack and hidden here inside Jack’s own shirt, the pair like two skins, one inside the other, two in one. He pressed his face into the fabric and breathed in slowly through his mouth and nose, hoping for the faintest smoke and mountain sage and salty sweet stink of Jack but there was no real scent, only the memory of it, the imagined power of Brokeback Mountain of which nothing was left but what he held in his hands.
(Source: urukhai)
When you come across a picture of young Stalin, and have to deal with all your conflicted feelings.
today at the park some guy broke his ankle and one of the people said “give him some lettuce” and everyone just stared at him for like 7 seconds until he said “I meant ice”
