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Recap of the past few days:

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So I guess the earliest memory I have takes place when I was just about two years old, or maybe not quite. I was in the living room of the first house I’d lived in, which had a light blue-ish carpet and I was just screwing around with this gigantic translucent yellow bouncy ball in front of the TV. I suppose it must’ve hit like a nail or something else pointy in the carpet, because all of a sudden, it just burst with this extremely loud noise and scared the living crap out of me (though I’m not sure if literally), and I started crying.

Not quite sure what happened after that.

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g-y-p-s-y-h-e-a-r-t-s:

myeightcents:

biberoni:

heartoffire:

mylittleferret:

manndyy:

erasemeezy:

I’ve honestly never laughed at anything this hard in my entire life. I’m crying.

OH DEAR GOD WHAT WHAT SHIT

I need this on my blog again.

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This is gold!

oh my god

(via whovinator)

Okay so I was talking to a friend today about what it was like before I moved to New York and all of a sudden I remembered a bunch of stuff from when i lived in Virginia, as early as when I was two years old. I figured I should somehow record these memories one by one so I don’t forget them because even though they might be the smallest and most insignificant things, I kinda want to hold onto them. They may not be the most accurate, but they are told in the way that I remember them, and that’s what makes them mine.

So that’s gonna be a thing now.

Yep.

" There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind. "

growlithed:

protip

if someone is drawing or whatever 

dont fuck them up in any way shape or form just for laughs

dont “finish someones drawing” if they leave it unattended

dont scribble across the page or the picture

dont ruin their progress because itll “be funny”

youre an asshole

(via farawrsu)

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I’m writing my research paper draft right now.

holy shit my introduction alone is an entire page

well at least i don’t have to worry about length now, eh?

ltrtr:

Technical Support 
 
It’s 7:10 a.m I had 
three hours of sleep 
the internet is not working 
I call the customer service of my ISP 
and an automatic robot answers the phone 
 
I’m speaking with the automatic robot on the phone 
at 7:11 a.m 
Hello I would like to get information regarding your internet services 
My internet is not working 
Technical Support 
My city is x 
Yes That is Correct. 

Please wait a minute sir

[Ethnic music plays on the phone] 
 
Yes I have tried to unplug and plug the cables 
Yes the lights are blinking 
My router model is DI-521 
No I am not using a static IP address. 
 
[Ethnic music plays on the phone] 
 
[Music stops] 
 
How are you 

I am sorry sir I didn't understand that, could you repeat please 


Are you lonely 

Sir, if you want to go back to the main options menu, please say 'Menu'. 

Tell me something about your life. 
When did you have sex for the first time. 


I am sorry sir, I didn't understand that, could you repeat please 


What is your first memory 

I am sorry sir 

Are you happy with your life

I am sorry this is not on the list of understood voice commands 
I am sorry 

7:21 
I am too. 
 
Hanging up the phone I realize I am crying.

(via wordsforspring)

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you know what it fucking sucks when you have so many books to read but school keeps getting in the fucking way and you just get homework everyday and it’s like goddamn it motherfucker i juST WANT TO FUCKING READ MY BOOKS I DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT SCHOOL I WANT TO READ MY FUCKING BOOKS

(Source: onedirectioncutefacts, via ori-kami)

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