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Feb 22

632. PERIOD PAINS? TRY GETTING A BONER IN JEANS

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Feb 21

thentheskydrops:

kevinfuckingmonster:

thentheskydrops:

kevinfuckingmonster:

Feb 12

“Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life… But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin’ else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you’ve got heroin?”

Feb 10

fmylife:

Today, I noticed that my neighbor’s house has a clear view of my daughter’s bathroom. There is a telescope in his window. FML

lotsofdogs:

Hey look, I’m dressed up as you!“WHERE IS THE PBR!? LET’S IRONICALLY TALK ABOUT BAD MUSIC!”LOL

lotsofdogs:

Hey look, I’m dressed up as you!

“WHERE IS THE PBR!? LET’S IRONICALLY TALK ABOUT BAD MUSIC!”

LOL

Ah, 4chan, you never cease to amuse me.

Ah, 4chan, you never cease to amuse me.

Feb 09

What a joke, especially in this day and age.

greatest cufflinks ever. do want.

greatest cufflinks ever. do want.

Feb 08

Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and mum was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine. When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we couldn’t wait to grow up.


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