baby I was born to destroy you.

falseknees:

Gray day

probablyasocialecologist:

(Source: twitter.com, via oddity-txt)

fabcreature:

when gerard way sings “the broken, the beaten, and the damned” and when kermit the frog sings “the lovers, the dreamers, and me” they’re talking about the same people btw

bodybebangin:

hedgehog-moss:

Wild roses

so-much-for-subtlety:

(via idrils)

help-my-ocs-breached-containmen:

lynx-girl:

the-apocrypha:

moveslikekeithrichards:

moveslikekeithrichards:

the role of the person in the passenger seat is not only navigator but secretary as well. you have to type up the drivers messages to random ladies on facebook about cbd cream & google whether that billy joel song was the theme song for that show or not

you also have to provide a henchmans disdainful scowl at whoever the driver is flipping off in the target parking lot

other assorted roles may include

• retrieval team for objects in the backseat
• custodian of the parking garage tickets
• “All clear my way”
• en-route dining concierge
• announcing “Horses!” when there are horses

Don’t forget the Tommy Gun

You should never forget the Tommy Gun

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systemic-dreams:

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