don’t u love how movies about the future changed it used to be like
woa flying cars
woa holograms
woa time travel
and now its just like
we’re
all
probably
going
to die in some horrible apocalypse
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There are eight deadly sins.
1. Lust
2. Gluttony
3. Greed
4. Sloth
5. Wrath
6. Envy
7. Pride
8. NOT SOURCING ART
Actually, not sourcing art is a mix between envy and greed.
(Source: tenderglories, via wouhlven)
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don’t u love how movies about the future changed it used to be like
woa flying cars
woa holograms
woa time travel
and now its just like
we’re
all
probably
going
to die in some horrible apocalypse
Hate to burst your bubble, but star wars isn’t the future. It happened a long time ago…..
In a galaxy far, far away…
(Source: peiag, via just-your-averaqe-teenaqe-qirl)
It’s actually a good thing that the zombie apocalypse starts in Florida because then the zombies only have one way to go and that’s straight up into trigger happy redneck territory. I give it two weeks before monster trucks and mullets save us.
can we talk about how this is still getting notes
The funny thing is that i can not actually come up with a counter argument for this.
I can. Zombies do not need to breath so that means they can travel through the ocean via walking on the bottom. If the pressure doesn’t kill them, they can make it to cuba.
(via saccharinecyanide)
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Out of the many voices my thoughts are spoken in, female, male, high, low, none of them ever sound like my own voice. I’ve always wanted to know if that’s normal but I’ve avoided asking anyone in case it isn’t and I get sent to a mental ward. Because everyone on Tumblr belongs in a mental ward anyway, I might as well ask here.
I have many types of voices in my head. One is about as high pitch as gassy mexican when he screams and another is british and one just laughs like a dolphin.
The two voices in my head don’t like eachother. One tells me to punch things, the other tells me to burn them. I compromise by doing both.
Set your fist on fire so when you punch stuff, they catch on fire as well
The two voices in my head don’t like eachother. One tells me to punch things, the other tells me to burn them. I compromise by doing both.
Set your fist on fire so when you punch stuff, they catch on fire as well
the X-men meeting the New Teen Titans in “Uncanny X-men and The New Teen Titans: Apokolips… Now!”
written by Chris Claremont
pencil by Walt Simonson
ink by Terry Austin
color by Glynis Wein
lettering by Tom Orzechowski
I wanna ship beast storm but it gets in the way of my raven boy ship.
(via willow-wyvern)