Griffin.
Griffin.
This is a great writing prompt.
Where would you go?
What would you do?
How fast would you go?
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got a Tumblr and my entire life’s online, oh.
Reblog what you want but you’re never gonna break me.
Anons and their hate are never gonna shake me, no. Ohh, oh oh.
Reblog all daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, scroll through the niiiiiiiiiight. My followeeeeers, always by my siiiiide.
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lulz. #Truth
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Look, we’re only human.
YOU OTHER READERS CAN’T DENY
WHEN A BOOK WALKS IN WITH A GOOD PLOT BASE
AND A BIG SPINE IN YOUR FACE YOU GET SPRUNG
WANNA PULL OUT YOUR PENS
‘CAUSE YOU NOTICED THAT BOOK WAS DENSE
READING, HALF-RIMS I’M WEARING
I’M HOOKED AND I CAN’T CARING
OH BABY I WANT AN E-READER
AND A MEANINGFUL METER
MY TEACHERS TRIED TO TRAIN ME
THAT BOOK YOU GOT MAKE ME SO BRAINY
I’d like my whiskey to go, please.
The Whisky Vending Machine, which mixes whiskey and soda, above was shown at the Second Automatic Vending Exhibition in London, 1960.
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— Albert Einstein
— Henry Miller (via sweetpeapath)
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sleepy cat
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yes, please.
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