Eat More Bikes drawn by Nathan Bulmer [tumblr]
[h/t: pleatedjeans]
Actually, I’m from Mars. It’s fine if you don’t believe me, but that’s where I’m from. I’m a full-blooded martian. Don’t worry, there’s no plot to take over Earth. We’re just displaced. I can tell you don’t believe me. That’s okay. We’re a big secret; they even tried to hide it from me. That man— my father —told me a story I was born in a concentration camp, but you know that’s impossible. And I never met my mother because she supposedly died there. That’s convenient. Next thing I know, Morris there finds me in a swedish orphanage. I was five. I remember it. And then I got this one communication, a simple order. Stay where you are.
(via torment-is-romantic)
I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when grades were high and fucks worth giving. I dreamed no test would make me cry, I dreamed that curves would be forgiving. Then I was young and unprepared, and A’s were made and used and wasted. There were no extensions to be begged, no nights unslept, no effort wasted. But the finals come at last, with their laughter soft as thunder, as they tear your grades apart, as they turn your dream to shame.
to whomever wrote this
Reblog and like, follow back and fangirl. Scroll again and by then it’s, like, 3:45 am…
How have I not reblogged this yet?
So I’ll read some fanfics, or maybe two, or three
I’ll add a few new photos to my “hot guys” tag
I’ll look at food and cats and boys and basically
Just wonder why is this website taking over my life??((COUGH))
I actually sang this with the tune and everything. It’s amazing.
(via cloudysmile)