View Larger Oh these pies aren’t homemade, they were made in a factory.
A bomb factory.
They’re bombs.
hmm *checks calendar* sorry, I can’t make it. I have to get high that day.
still blazin'
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(Source: lunarhypnosis)
When I was little I thought being an adult meant not having a bed time but I’ve come to realize that it just means being in charge of my own bed time and it turns out that I am not equipped to handle that responsibility.
(Source: fifthdimensionrunning)
i literally say fuck so often i’m starting to think we need a new word that’s more offensive than fuck
ME
(Source: slobbering)
What if when you die, you wake up as an alien and your alien friend comes up to you and says “dude you’ve been tripping balls for like 5 minutes”
