This Australian bar, The Bearded Tit, gets it right.
the bearded tit
(via dragonsatmidnight)
23 year old spiritual queer identified homebody with a fervent love for puns.
Q: if you were forced to wear a warning label, what would it say?
A: "talks about Jesus and feminism ad nauseum"; "requires copious amounts of cuddling"; "flails a lot"
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binge watching is great until you run out of the show and have to start watching it weekly like some sort of medieval peasant
(via the-abcs-of-life)
鎖のめんどくさくない描き方
(Source: vine.co, via spin-me-a-tapestry)
I fell asleep in my make up and I’m so ready for tour to start.
get a load of this babe
(via greydisease)
“
Last Sunday, I scanned the pews and realized that
every woman I know cuts her hair as soon as it goes gray.
I think someone told them that it means a part of them has
died and they are just scrambling before the black-light sweep.
This is how they mop the floor; this is how they hide the body.
My grandmother still goes to the beauty parlor, wouldn’t
let us call the ambulance before she’d put her makeup on.
She stopped coming to church when her spotted hands
became too gnarled to navigate curlers.
If I grow up, I don’t want the hand of God heavy on
the back of my bare neck. I won’t sit beside of a man with
a full belly who cuts his eyes at the person I used to be
when she bounces past the front row. You can bet
I’m going to give them something to hold onto
when they drag me toward the exit.
— K.A.S., “The Beauty Parlor” (via oak3nshield)
(Source: astronononomy)
Jokes written by kids
that fucking test one
these. are. amazing.
If you didn’t give the context you’d have me believing these were postmodern deconstructions of the joke genre I’m so done with modern philosophy.
I choked on my water at that test one holy crap
(via textbookhippieman)
