My thoughts and extra shit.

Just a bunch of shit I think is funny and on occasion I talk about shit I think is important. But most of the time I just complain about my perfectly fine life. Enjoy?

Say you were being bullied in school: If you have our music in your headphones, no one is really bullying you anymore. It’s like taking a pill that makes you super-human. The music has emotional suffering on the darker and deeper side of what the human experience is like, but it’s also a beast— you could take a bite out of a bowl while listening to it.

pitchfork:

Watch Earl Sweatshirt’s brilliantly low-key video for his recent Best New Track, “Chum”.

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I automatically assume that anyone who is driving at 12 midnight, is just as stoned as I am.

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hugebitch:

hugebitch:

this is now my alarm clock

ok so i woke up to this this morning and i literally had a panic attack

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ohscarjo: dehoppus: thisisalifeyoucantdenyus: Everyone looks worried apart from that guy on the far left..  i like how the guy on the right is so shocked he becomes a teapot he becomes a teapot he becomes a teapot

ohscarjo:

dehoppus:

thisisalifeyoucantdenyus:

Everyone looks worried apart from that guy on the far left.. 

i like how the guy on the right is so shocked he becomes a teapot

he becomes a teapot

he becomes a teapot

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suckmytwaat: I was so high that I might’ve just been talking to a lamp.

suckmytwaat:

I was so high that I might’ve just been talking to a lamp.

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privilegedwhiteprincess:

i want to be this high 

also adam looks like my bf 

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tupacsblog: oh my god

tupacsblog:

oh my god

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I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me.
I cannot even explain it to myself.

—Franz Kafka   (via ceedling)

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