pure evil laughter

FUCKING GOD CAN PEOPLE CUT ME A FUCKING BREAK?! I’M FUCKING SORRY I’M SO RUDE! GOD I’M A USELESS FUCK

well, just when I thought I had all my shit together, shooooooop! Get knocked down a peg, filled with shame and self loathing. Awesome. God, I can’t do anything right.

He stinks when he sleeps. Like he’ll start to take a nap, I’ll go to the gym, come back, and the room will smell like he fucked a bag of nacho cheese doritos…
— Shit My Brother Says (via stophthatthisinstant)

Remember when Disney had an animated stoner that was the only one to mention the fact they always wear gloves?

legolokiismighty:

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This made me laugh waaaaaaaaaaaay too hard. Such a true statement… and Pauly Shore voice over for the WIN

Wiseman by Frank Ocean (originally written to be a part of the Django Unchained soundtrack but cut at last minute. Absolutely beautiful song. I am extremely impressed by this guy. Pretty sad it didn’t find it’s way into the film.)

Wiseman closed his mouth
Madman closed his fist
Young man shows his age
Judge man named it sin
Bad man don’t exist, no
No evil man exists
Good man don’t exist, no
No righteous man exists
Sad man cannot cry in place where man can see
Never witnessed his father weep
This old man thought it weak
But strong man don’t exist
No undying man exists
Weak man don’t exist, no
Just flesh and blood exists
But your mother would be proud of you
I bet your mother would be proud of you

The beast will crawl this earth
Then fall in the dirt to feed the crows
They’ll rip apart his flesh
'Till all that's left is glorious bone
So you’ll bury your own
Too vain
You saw it unfold
What you know
And you claimed all you could hold
Until death did you part from the mess you made
I bet your mother would be proud of you
I bet your mother would be proud of you

Primitive sharpens tool
To survive and thrive in the jungle
Maybe hearts were made to pump blood
Maybe lungs were made for flood
I won’t blunt my blade for cut these chains
Rather let my limbs be drug through mud
You’re my brother but your eyes are cold
You’re my sister but your womb is bare

I bet our mother would be proud of you
I bet our mother would be proud of you

Bad man don’t exist
No evil man exists
I know good man don’t exist
No righteous man exists
Strong man don’t exist
No undying man exists
Weak man don’t exist
No just flesh and blood exists