My brain has a tiny Thanos inside who snaps his fingers and erases half my memories at any given moment

Gustav Vigeland

– Sculpture in
Vigeland Park in Norway.

entropysamples:

amateurcracksman:

Yes but how do I know that you’re dating me for my heart and not for my international criminal empire

Because your international criminal empire is what you do, and not who you are.

That is so sweet I might just stab someone

asliceofjuly:

me at a job interview

dreamswillbe:

As negative as this may be, this is me inside and out. I have no idea who wrote this but it perfectly describes me and all of my hair-brained craziness. I was actually shocked when I read it because I didn’t know other people had thoughts like this too.

When people ask me why I’m not chasing up that job application

jobhuntingisshit:

iamverysorry:

camiekahle:

fartgallery:

i dont want to do anything ever

I’ve never related to anything more

THIS IS ME. THIS IS ME RIGHT THE FUCK NOW