May 2013
sinandserotonin:
I need you and a cigarette
the difference being I have a pack of cigarettes in the front pocket of my jacket
but I don’t have you coiled up in my lungs—
if I could, I’d rather have you in my jacket and the cigarettes far away.
April 2013
it’s 2013 where are the time machines
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durbikins:
When I die, I want to be buried with sunglasses on and my hands behind my head. So when I deteriorate, I’ll be the chillest skeleton in the graveyard.
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chickensandwich:
may the lord have lamborghini mercy on your soul
March 2013
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