
print this out and give it to your crush without saying anything
Look, if you nicely tell me that swearing makes you uncomfortable and you politely ask me not to, I will stop immediately and speak nicer than a nun.
But if you start acting like you’re on some fucking high horse, or telling me that I’m going to Hell for talking the way that I do and you can’t “be around that kind of language” then you can bet your motherfuckin’ ass that I’ll be fucking cussing like a cunt-fuckin’ sailor you maggot-ridden piece of dick.

so I set up my headband for a date with a lawn gnome named Gilbert
This should have more notes.
If there was ever an angel of the lord, this is him.

Death once again speaks the truth

So my parents just found out about my fourteen year old brother smoking weed because they found this on his window ledge. So in the middle of a huge lecture my dad decides to open the Baggie and smell it to see how strong it is. He immediately starts crying with laughter. THIS NIGGA HAS BEEN BUYING AND SMOKING FUCKING OREGANO. FUCKIN ITALIAN HERBS. SON. I CAN’T. I CANNOT. I CAN’T DO THIS.
This isn’t funny. That’s the gateway drug to a full blown marinara addiction. It’s good this was caught before this kid started hanging out at Olive Garden and sucking on every breadstick he can find to score another hit.
IT GOT BETTER.
#VERYSERIOUSCOSPLAYERwhy is people reblogging this
because they want the sexy on their blog of course
i don’t think i’ve ever agreed with anything more than what this man is saying
watch this. seriously
yes yes yes yes yes
this is amazing
this guy is so sick
I needed this right now. Anyone taking finals needs this right now.
This is a lesson that I’m still trying to learn. I’m better than I was in high school, but sometimes I still fall into this trap even when I try not to.
This is glorious spoken word and it’s an incredibly important message.
My professor played this is class the other day. It was very powerful.
ALYSSA. LOOK. THIS IS IT.
this made me have an existential crisis (which happens multiple times in a week anyway but still)
I’m crying in way I haven’t since opening the envelope containing my grades in December.