(Source: furples, via multicolors)
BUT SERIOUSLY. IT’S NOT A PROBLEM UNTIL YOU START UPSETTING MY DOGS.
IT HURTS THEIR FUCKING EARS ASSHOLES.
ESPECIALLY WHEN IT’S AMPLIFIED BY THE SILENCE OF 1 OCLOCK IN THE MORNING.
BE BACK SOON.
I’m about to kill my neighbors. All of them.
Fucking seriously.
They are having a party louder than any I’ve ever encountered.
Total fucking bros.
Setting off firecrackers and making my dogs panic.
ENOUGH MOTHER FUCKERS.
The bejewelled hands of goth Tony Lightowler during his wedding vows renewal service during Whitby Goth Weekend
(Source: Guardian, via gothsandpunks)
I would really appreciate things starting work out at this point.
I am fucking desperate.
I don’t know what to wear out.
There is a gorgeous greyhound available for adoption at one of the Colorado greyhound rescues.
And I really hope I can work my life out soon.
Because I want him.
So badly.
His name is Moose and he’s a retired racer.
(Source: ateratraatrum, via shankdeeeeezy)