kanekis-crib:

tskiyamas:

diggly:

mamacastiel:

why does this have 32k notes? it’s just a picture of a knife in a ranch bottle, is there some unspoken joke that 32 thousand people share? what is going on here, i dont get it. it’s just a fucking picture of a knife in a ranch bottle. is there some spiritual connection people have to this picture? is there some ominous and mystical reasoning that this has 32 thousand notes? do people reblog this because it makes them look like some indie blogger? or is there just something funny to this? someone please explain

no one tell him

OK SERPOISULY IF ONE OF YOU GUYS REBLOGS THIS POST ONE MORE TIME I’M GOING TO FUCKING SHOVE A FUCKING WHALE’S ASSHOLE IN YOUR THROAT. TTHIS HAPPENED IN FUCKING AAPRIL. APRIL. LET THIS POST DIE. PLEASE /. THE CAESAR GUY IS GONE. DEAD. NONEXISTANT. SAY GOODBYE TO HIM BEC AUSE HE IS NEVER RETURNING . 5 MONTHS LATER AND I STILL GET CAESAR MESSGAES. STOP TIHIS. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH. IT’ S TIME TO LET IT GO

kaneki’s queue, tskiyamas, never forget

kanekis-crib:

tskiyamas:

diggly:

mamacastiel:

why does this have 32k notes? it’s just a picture of a knife in a ranch bottle, is there some unspoken joke that 32 thousand people share? what is going on here, i dont get it. it’s just a fucking picture of a knife in a ranch bottle. is there some spiritual connection people have to this picture? is there some ominous and mystical reasoning that this has 32 thousand notes? do people reblog this because it makes them look like some indie blogger? or is there just something funny to this? someone please explain

no one tell him

OK SERPOISULY IF ONE OF YOU GUYS REBLOGS THIS POST ONE MORE TIME I’M GOING TO FUCKING SHOVE A FUCKING WHALE’S ASSHOLE IN YOUR THROAT. TTHIS HAPPENED IN FUCKING AAPRIL. APRIL. LET THIS POST DIE. PLEASE /. THE CAESAR GUY IS GONE. DEAD. NONEXISTANT. SAY GOODBYE TO HIM BEC AUSE HE IS NEVER RETURNING . 5 MONTHS LATER AND I STILL GET CAESAR MESSGAES. STOP TIHIS. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH. IT’ S TIME TO LET IT GO

kaneki’s queue, tskiyamas, never forget

Date a boy who makes you happy, but marry him only if he makes you laugh deep-belly rumbles that hurt your ribs as they expand outwards. Date him when he sees that you’re hurting and he gives you a moment to feel that pain like a hand print spreading across your consciousness, marry him only if he can make you smile even while you’re gross sobbing. The world is not a kind place. You will feel a lot of pain. Make sure you are with someone who makes it all bearable. Humor is an excellent gauge of intelligence. Life gets boring. Find someone who makes the banal interesting.

The Right Man You Should Date or Marry (via psych-facts)