buttsweats:

where i work we rent out a variety of buildings and to make a long story short i’m going to hell

(via ruinedchildhood)

perfectlydreadful:

White People: The Middle East is so barbaric. They’ll cut off a person’s hand just for stealing!

White People when an unarmed black kid is murdered by police in America: Yeah, but he shoplifted some cigarillos, so…

(via bradventuretime)

(Source: nativetoamerica, via psyducked)

(Source: im-heem, via troyesivan)

sir-doge-swaggington:

evolutionofafitgeek:

liveasbravemen:

I like clothes now. I have more energy. I sleep better. My sex drive is up. Blood’s flowing. I’m less susceptible to impulse. I’m in a different mode. When I was way out of shape, the idea of using whitening strips on my teeth seemed terrible. I have to do that every day? I’ll never do it. What you want is instant results when you’re out of shape. You want your teeth whitened in 45 minutes with the use of lasers. But when you’re in shape, you know it’s the result of doing a little bit every day. Moments aren’t just moments. A moment might be a week or a month. So instead of Boy, I’d love to eat this hamburger right now, I’m considering a little further into the future. I’m thinking, I eat that hamburger and that’s 1,200 calories, and I’m gonna work out tomorrow and lose 800 calories. I may as well eat a salad here, still do that workout, and then I’m actually making progress.” — Chris Pratt

This just motivated the fuck out of me.

Chris Pratt is my new god

(via croutoncat)

onnaollie:

Y’all make fun of a baby’s natural hair, and then you dog out black women who wear sew ins and weaves.

Because y’all call Blue Ivy’s hair unkept, and then say Beyonce is a fake bitch for wearing sew ins and what not.

It’s not about hair. You hate black women period. 

(via gaypornstar-deactivated20140901)

"

“Well, now
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you

If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
Remember
That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
And my roots will set off to seek another land”

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Pablo Neruda, Selected Poems (via kushandwizdom)

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