I survived.
but with one question…WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD YOU TAKE YOUR KIDS TO PANAMA?? little kids with their pail and shovel would be playing in the sand and ten feet over you’d see a game of beer pong going on or someone funneling a beer. what the heck people.
Panama tomorrow…..LET THE PEOPLE WATCHING BEGIN!
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Tee of the Day: “Horcrux Collectors Club” by Matt Dearden.
Best. Extracurricular Activity. Ever.
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Oh, well how accurate.
I’m such a hypochondriac. My nose is running, from a cold most likely, but in the back of my mind I’m convinced its spinal fluid leaking from my brain. My head feels like lead, probably from congestion, but what if I have a massive tumor pressing against my skull? My heart is slowly deteriorating, my bruises can’t be from just normal clumsiness, the redness in my throat is actually cancer. So obviously I’m dying. And I’m spending my last few hours on this earth surfing the net and listening to Coldplay.