Nobody on the internet is real anymore… nobody is real for that matter. It’s all a conspiracy. The government is watching us and feeding us lies. We’re actually floating naked in cylinders filled with purple shit living out whatever reality they’ve chosen for us.

I’m just pissed off that they didn’t give me a more interesting life to think I’m living.



exactly two (2) things on earth that nathan explosion can do with any degree of competence

  1. death metal
  2. parenting


I feel really fucking tired of my mother sometimes. She won’t let me practice with my band, she won’t stop regurgitating the same bitchiness she’s been yelling at me for the past sixteen years of my life, and even her tone of voice annoys me so fucking much that I feel like punching a hole through a wall. I need out.


You know an album is too good when it won’t let you go to sleep.

(Source: mehralsdasein)


shoutout to the friends that still like me

all two of you

Fake people have an image to maintain. Real people just don’t care.
King Horik is a damn plague to the these Vikings. Every ugly fallout this season can be sourced back to his involvement.



And now, his son just went from useless background character to fucking crazy in two hot seconds.

I’m glad Ragnar and Aslaug are wise to his trickery, but Lagertha and Floki need to jump on that train quick.  Its putting themselves and Athelstan at risk.

I’m quite nervous about next week’s battle preview. :(

I honestly wanted Ecgbert’s son to fight him. Horik’s son is such a scrawny little excuse for a viking. Fuck him and his curly hair.


  • [in medical science class]
  • Teacher: today we are studying the skeletal system
  • Teacher: let me take out my first ex husband
  • Teacher: [pulls out life-sized skeleton]
Anonymous asked:
What's your name?

And why would you wish to know, Anon?