ttroybolton:

i miss robin williams

corgisandboobs:

Are you ready for walkies? they ask.
"I was born ready for walkies.”

-annoying:

the “i’m not afraid to verbally assault a middle schooler if they look at my kid the wrong way” haircut

image

(via enlargers)

badheartt:

☹

urbancatfitters:

*lies on the floor* what do i do

danosaurs-and-philions:

im a bad person who thinks bad thoughts like ‘ew what is that girl wearing’ and then remember that im supposed to be positive about all things and then think ‘no she can wear what she wants, fuck what other people say damn girl u look fabulous’ and im just a teeny bit hypocritical tbh

(via ttroybolton)

stillstreet:


STAY | ALIVE | PROJECT
"On behalf of the skeleton clique, this certificate is awarded to Joshua Dun and Twenty One Pilots in recognition of the completion of the STAY ALIVE PROJECT. $3000 was donated in your name to TO WRITE LOVE ON HER ARMS in an effort to raise awareness of youth depression, self-injury, and suicide."

I remember seeing a while ago on twitter (yeah, I see your tweets), this thing called “stay alive project”. I started seeing more and more tweets and posts online about it. What happened is, for my birthday, people from all over donated money to go towards a goal of $3,000 which would be donated to an organization called “To Write Love on Her Arms”. Our culture, including myself, and kids like me or younger than me have been bombarded with overwhelming thoughts, ideas, and accessibility to self harm or suicide. Music is something that truly helped save my life, or at least was a gateway to do so, and if I can use music to help somebody do the same, then that’s all I really want. I’m honored to receive this certificate on behalf of so many people willing to help with this cause/organization to donate money in my name. Thank you. Stay alive, stay street, and try as hard as possible to turn your pain into something constructive. 

I’ve spent my 18 years of life trying to be okay with the fact that humans fade in and out of each others’ lives. No matter how I think about it, I can’t make it sound romantic or poetic. To those who have already passed through my life and to those who eventually will: I love you. I miss you. The back door will always be unlocked if you ever feel like coming home.

(via an-orchestra-of-silence)

barack-obottm:

when your whole outfit on point

i finished my christmas list i can’t wait

  • $ 1,000,000 in cash
  • boyfriend
  • the souls of those who have displeased me this year
  • another boyfriend in case my other one escapes
  • money

(via a-study-in-lobo)