Crazy Tumblr Themes

My name is Mimi. It seems that you have stumbled across my blog... I am so sorry.

totheinternetandbeyond:

some of my music makes me want to cuddle for 7 hours and some of my music makes me want to do hard drugs in a motel room while wearing lingerie

reallylameblog:

lindseybluth:

reallylameblog:

Mao Zedong must be pretty hyped that the word Dong is in his last name

mao zedong has been dead for 38 years

He must be pretty hyped

dulect:

just-me-and-my-cats:

jalexaremyhomeboys:

lightningzero23:

turntechgoddamnit:

toastradamus:

pizzaforpresident:

WHY ARE THERE STRAPS ON HIS LEGS I AM LAUGHING SO HARD

POWER TO MAIN THRUSTERS
ALL SYSTEMS ARE GO

TURBO SHIT

I’M HODLGIN bACK TTEARS

HIS FUCKIN PANTS ARE STILL ON

i wonder how much this kid hates his life now

OH GOD THE KIDS FACE

dulect:

just-me-and-my-cats:

jalexaremyhomeboys:

lightningzero23:

turntechgoddamnit:

toastradamus:

pizzaforpresident:

WHY ARE THERE STRAPS ON HIS LEGS I AM LAUGHING SO HARD

POWER TO MAIN THRUSTERS

ALL SYSTEMS ARE GO

TURBO SHIT

I’M HODLGIN bACK TTEARS

HIS FUCKIN PANTS ARE STILL ON

i wonder how much this kid hates his life now

OH GOD THE KIDS FACE

dirtybongobeats:

lowkeat:

Today in science we learned that you can never gain cold, you can only have an absence of heat; and it made me think that maybe hatred doesn’t exist, and there’s only an absence of love.

this is the realist shit I’ve ever read

nosdrinker:

I don’t think she’s coming :/

nosdrinker:

I don’t think she’s coming :/

phrappuccinos:

why is marijuana illegal in some states like tumblr’s more addicting and probably life-threatening

daily:

personalitysucks:

contributes:

i just dropped my laptop on my nose and its bleeding

Why is your laptop bleeding?

*claps*

legfruit:

gherkind:

LMAO my mum thinks im a virgin

image

the-treble:

when men dress up as women or white people wear hijabs or darken their skin in order to “see how hard it is,” they’re simply admitting that they believe those members of those groups are untrustworthy to the point that they can’t honestly relay the reality of their own experiences.