russkipunk:

merelysims:

too-much-tv-no-social-life:

micthemicrophone:

poeticallybrown:

owl-vortex:

10 things our kids will never understand…

limewire lmao I forgot that was a thing woww. my memory

Fucking Limewire.

Wow I feel old now. 

I’m sooo old D;

Fuck this. This isn’t ancient technology. I know what an IBM processor looks like and a record player.

People still watch MTV. Psft.

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These aren’t tears. I’m just cleaning out my eyeballs really, really hard.

What You Crave vs What You Need

  • Chocolate: Raw nuts/seeds.
  • Oily/Fatty Snacks: Kale, leafy greens.
  • Soda/Carbonated Drinks: Actual, literal bubbles.
  • Chips/Salty Food: Topsoil.
  • Cookies: Freudian psychology.
  • Sweet Tea: A strong Southern gentleman to take care of you.
  • Pasta/Carbs: Pasta/Carbs.
  • Ice: The sweet release of death.
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thecutestofthecute:

In honor of Autumn coming soon, here are some happy dogs that love the fall weather are aren’t afraid to show it. Have a great day everyone.

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tehhufflepuffcompanion:

Spoiler alert: adulthood is 96% of you going “well, I hope this is how it works and I’ll keep doing it till someone yells at me”

aplacetobebree:

delianisnotonfire:

belladino:

nelladee:

Know your roses guys  Or you just might fuck up the moment

and you dont want to do that ._. 


salmon is for desire

what am I looking at

aplacetobebree:

delianisnotonfire:

belladino:

nelladee:

Know your roses guys
Or you just might fuck up the moment

and you dont want to do that ._. 

salmon is for desire

what am I looking at

The last frame tho.

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I’ve given up alcohol till this Saturday. This my third day of complete sobriety and I’m sad to say this has been the longest it’s been where I haven’t had at least a glass of wine.

I’m proud of my progress so far. I keep telling myself I don’t drink on weekdays anymore, I just don’t do that. It’s working. I got myself into a bad habit of coming home and grabbing a drink to relax. I’m having a hard time relaxing.

*raises club soda* here’s to two more days.

I think about dying but I don’t want to die, not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic, there’s so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m wasting every second, even now I’m writing this when I should be out there. I should be living. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out.
— Unknown (via herzmasochismus)
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