17, genderqueer, pansexual, and now a UT Longhorn! I'm a Psych major, I debate, I party, I work out, I observe, and I laugh. Get to know me - new faces bring new experiences!

"…and let what you know leads you to ruin, end.

Once, bright days shone for you,

when you came often drawn to the girl

loved as no other will be loved by you." Catullus

 

ocoolstorybro:

314-eater:

catpiss-neverclean:

ralphdgamf:

starkidwholived:

kimburrit0:

I was helping my little brother
Where the fuck does jack come from

That’s basically what math is like for the rest of your life.I love how the answer is at the bottom of the page. And how is any kid suppose to know how many stickers Jack has? Does Tani and Jen give Jack their stickers? I wish I was Jack. My friends never give me stickers.  

You’re all missing the point. This isn’t math. Rather it’s metaphysics, or the existence of our being. Theoretically speaking, Jack isn’t a person. Jack exists in all of us. We are Jack. Jack is all of us. Every single one of us. In each inept part of our being, our existence, Jack lives. Forgotten and ignored, yet he exists in our never ending subconscious. The question, rather, is how many stickers do we all have?



NEVER LET GO JACK

What the fuck are you smoking?

ocoolstorybro:

314-eater:

catpiss-neverclean:

ralphdgamf:

starkidwholived:

kimburrit0:

I was helping my little brother

Where the fuck does jack come from

That’s basically what math is like for the rest of your life.

I love how the answer is at the bottom of the page. And how is any kid suppose to know how many stickers Jack has? Does Tani and Jen give Jack their stickers? I wish I was Jack. My friends never give me stickers.  

You’re all missing the point. This isn’t math. Rather it’s metaphysics, or the existence of our being. Theoretically speaking, Jack isn’t a person. Jack exists in all of us. We are Jack. Jack is all of us. Every single one of us. In each inept part of our being, our existence, Jack lives. Forgotten and ignored, yet he exists in our never ending subconscious. The question, rather, is how many stickers do we all have?

NEVER LET GO JACK

What the fuck are you smoking?

Senior schlitterbahn trip! Yeaya!

myswaggonfullattack:

rileyisoutside:

danrdarrenc:

jaaawest:

t-h-a-t-c-h-i-c-k:

iruvricemorethanyou:

pilgrimkitty:

awesome.

I’m going to repeatedly reblog this.

So much hope.

This gave me chills.





I reblog again. What what say something I give no fucks

myswaggonfullattack:

rileyisoutside:

danrdarrenc:

jaaawest:

t-h-a-t-c-h-i-c-k:

iruvricemorethanyou:

pilgrimkitty:

awesome.

I’m going to repeatedly reblog this.

So much hope.

This gave me chills.

I reblog again. What what say something I give no fucks

(Source: bitchsuckmy12inch)

myreligioniskindness:

my brother tried to pick up a banana to make it look like he was talking on the phone but all the bananas in the bunch came with it and he just looked at me and went “i guess it’s a conference call”

How I hear Sofia Vergara's Covergirl commercial:

Sofia Vergara: BOARD WIDTH CHORE JUAN TRIC LIPSTIC? DEN LID A DUBBLE LIVE! WIDTH NU BLASS FLIPSTIC FROM CUPBOARDGERL. CREAMY COLLAR ON JUAN END, CHIMMERY COLLAR ON THE UTTER. SO YOU CAN FLEP CHORE LOOK FROM DA MANURE TO DAIRY. NU BLASS FLIPSTIC FROM CUPBOARDGERL.

knowhomo:

LGBTQ* Terms and Definitions
Transgender V. Transsexual - As defined by different organizations, dictionaries and websites
(Graph from Northwestern University’s Medical Department)

knowhomo:

LGBTQ* Terms and Definitions

Transgender V. Transsexual - As defined by different organizations, dictionaries and websites

(Graph from Northwestern University’s Medical Department)

THE BEST TRAIN CONVERSATION I HAVE EVER OVERHEARD

Man 1: But I'm not Gay!

Man 2: Yeah, but if you WERE. Thor or Loki?

Man 1: but I'm not!

Man 2: IRRELEVANT! THOR OR LOKI!

Man 1: honestly?

Man 2: THOR OR LOKI!

Man 1: probably Iron Man.

Man 2: SERIOUSLY? TONY STARK?

Man 1: yeah. I'd love to be Robert Downey Jr's bitch. God, that man....

Man 2: ooh I know what you mean. how would he proceed?

Man 1: well we'd be having dinner and he'd have his hand on my leg and he'd whisper in my ear and tell me exactly what he was going to do to me.

Man 2: oh yeah..

Man 1: and then his hand'd go further to the top of my leg and start grasping my-

Random Woman: EXCUSE ME THERE ARE CHILDREN ON THIS TRAIN.

*awkward silence*

Man 2: ...and you said you werent gay!