Saturday died in my arms last night. Yesterday I had a feeling it would be that day. I just had a feeling. I have never watched something die before. He wouldn’t eat or drink and just wanted to snuggle, and as soon as he stopped breathing, his teeth clenched and his entire body went stiff. I was really confused and am really fucking sad. He had a nice last day, though. After I came home from the darkroom my dad and i gave him a warm bath in the backyard while he nibbled on apples. Then I wrapped him up in a little towel burrito and we walked all around the neighborhood and it sounds stupid but I just showed him all these flowers, because I thought maybe he, in his lil rabbit brain, would think they were really pretty or something. I think he did. And I talked to him a lot yesterday, more than usual. Told him about when i first met him, told him about a bunch of nice times we’d had together in case he’d forgotten in his old age. I sound retarded being this sentimental about a rabbit but honestly he was one of my best friends. And when someone or something is there almost your whole life, whether it’s a person, or an animal, or even something dumb like a table or a blanket, you feel it when it leaves. I suppose it was time. but it doesn’t make it easier. he has been there almost my whole life. (14 years! he was insane) It’s crazy. Fuck. Loved that little buddy. So fucking much.

It’s been 8 years since I lost my rabbit “Bunny”. I’m still sad and I still miss him. 

Saturday died in my arms last night. Yesterday I had a feeling it would be that day. I just had a feeling. I have never watched something die before. He wouldn’t eat or drink and just wanted to snuggle, and as soon as he stopped breathing, his teeth clenched and his entire body went stiff. I was really confused and am really fucking sad. He had a nice last day, though. After I came home from the darkroom my dad and i gave him a warm bath in the backyard while he nibbled on apples. Then I wrapped him up in a little towel burrito and we walked all around the neighborhood and it sounds stupid but I just showed him all these flowers, because I thought maybe he, in his lil rabbit brain, would think they were really pretty or something. I think he did. And I talked to him a lot yesterday, more than usual. Told him about when i first met him, told him about a bunch of nice times we’d had together in case he’d forgotten in his old age. I sound retarded being this sentimental about a rabbit but honestly he was one of my best friends. And when someone or something is there almost your whole life, whether it’s a person, or an animal, or even something dumb like a table or a blanket, you feel it when it leaves. I suppose it was time. but it doesn’t make it easier. he has been there almost my whole life. (14 years! he was insane) It’s crazy. Fuck. Loved that little buddy. So fucking much.

It’s been 8 years since I lost my rabbit “Bunny”. I’m still sad and I still miss him. 

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The Tall Gentleman

fuckyeahnightmares:

The Tall Gentleman, also called The Climber and The Tall Man, (not to be confused with me), is an obscure and new internet legend based from 4chan. 

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Well I guess sleeping is out of the question for me now.
Commence strange fears.

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Well, that was fun.

somuchdependsupon:

Casual relationships are definitely not my thing, especially not with douches who never call.

At least I’m not staring at the phone, waiting for it to ring, now.

I’m getting a cat instead.

(That said, it doesn’t really lessen the hurt when I texted him that it wasn’t working, said, “It was fun.” to end the text, and he texted back immediately with “Twas.” Asshole.).

This is how I ended up with 7 cats.

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catbountry:

phreakattack:

gifoverit:

cumberbatchinthetardis:

sherbetsheppertonsfluffer:

carlathezombie:

saraxscandal:

t0gekisses:

thatreporter:

Finally! A bra for stashing your phone/money/I.D. etc.
This innovation is known as JoeyBra. As described by the founders, it’s ”a unique pocketed bra design that allows women of all ages to go to dances, parties, or events without having to worry about bringing a purse.”

NEED THIS NOW

YES YES PLEASE PLEASE

Omg WHY IS THIS NOT SOLD EVERYWHERE?!??!

Oh my god… I need. I NEED.

My mom asked me if this was Irene Adler.

This seriously only goes up to C? Fuckin dammit

Only a C? god damnit…

… Honestly this is probably not as convenient as you think it might be.
Especially if you never wear blouses.

I’d sweat all over my phone I bet…

catbountry:

phreakattack:

gifoverit:

cumberbatchinthetardis:

sherbetsheppertonsfluffer:

carlathezombie:

saraxscandal:

t0gekisses:

thatreporter:

Finally! A bra for stashing your phone/money/I.D. etc.

This innovation is known as JoeyBra. As described by the founders, it’s ”a unique pocketed bra design that allows women of all ages to go to dances, parties, or events without having to worry about bringing a purse.”

NEED THIS NOW

YES YES PLEASE PLEASE

Omg WHY IS THIS NOT SOLD EVERYWHERE?!??!

Oh my god… I need. I NEED.

My mom asked me if this was Irene Adler.

This seriously only goes up to C? Fuckin dammit

Only a C? god damnit…

… Honestly this is probably not as convenient as you think it might be.

Especially if you never wear blouses.

I’d sweat all over my phone I bet…

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thebergeronprocess:

homestuckandcartoons:

yurbledoodleburg:

babbywilliey:

dendropsyche:

fartass:

muslimmilf:

why was i born

I keep watching this trying to figure out how it even happened omg help me

how do

me

WHAT

OFMFG

uhhh what

Dude’s pants fell off! 

thebergeronprocess:

homestuckandcartoons:

yurbledoodleburg:

babbywilliey:

dendropsyche:

fartass:

muslimmilf:

why was i born

I keep watching this trying to figure out how it even happened omg help me

how do

me

WHAT

OFMFG

uhhh what

Dude’s pants fell off! 

(Source: crappyhomemadegifs)

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Pretty sure I’ve been here…

Pretty sure I’ve been here…

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sinidentidades:

ghostwishes:

sinidentidades:

I PRAY THESE VICTORIAN NOVELS DESTROY THE TRAUMA THAT IS MY PARENTS’ FORNICATION FROM MY MEMORIES FOREVER. 

you know whats worse
you come home, after a day of work and IT school and you see the horror of horrors
your mother and father doing it doggystyle to the point of where you can mostly see everything and her going “YES, FUCK THAT ASS”
…


I’m actually crying from laughter and horror. 

Isnt it awesome that they still like each other enough to bone? I think it is…

sinidentidades:

ghostwishes:

sinidentidades:

I PRAY THESE VICTORIAN NOVELS DESTROY THE TRAUMA THAT IS MY PARENTS’ FORNICATION FROM MY MEMORIES FOREVER. 

you know whats worse

you come home, after a day of work and IT school and you see the horror of horrors

your mother and father doing it doggystyle to the point of where you can mostly see everything and her going “YES, FUCK THAT ASS”

I’m actually crying from laughter and horror. 

Isnt it awesome that they still like each other enough to bone? I think it is…

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This is the last few weeks of my life. 

This is the last few weeks of my life. 

(Source: yes-butno, via socialistexan)

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