beastlyart:

"I adore lemurs. They’re extremely gentle, well-mannered, pretty, and yet great fun. I should have married one."

John Cleese covered in lemurs. Yeah alright.

chibichan88:

kawalie:

comicbooksexlife:

I’ve been waiting for this post all my life 

the disclaimer though

reblogging again because I actually read the disclaimer this time…

AKA ITS JUST TUMBLR EVERYBODY CALM THE FUCK DOWN

Sometimes I feel like the only thing keeping me from accomplishing my dreams in life is the fact that I need support from people who don’t realize they are inadvertently hindering me from accomplishing my dreams.

Confidence would be nice at this point.

There’s no where else I can post this without inevitably offending people I’d rather not offend, But I think it’s ridiculous and arrogant any time a local  and charges 10 bucks for a ticket to their show. It’s not always the band…sometimes it’s the promoter, the venue, etc. But either way, 10 dollars is offensive. You think just because I’m NOT in a band, clearly that means I HAVE money? I mean that’s 20 bucks for me and my bf to attend. More importantly, if a venue is charging 5 bucks, that usually means the band gets all the money, minus a total (like the first 20 goes to the venue, the rest goes to the band). a 10 buck cover usually means the venue is getting most of it. Shameful.  

I hate Sunday night anxiety,

Listen parents, I love you, but the fact that you insist on driving the car that I drive to work, anytime you have to do anything, is getting to be a pain in my ass. I fill up the car with gas, I budget enough money to fill up one tank which lasts me from one paycheck to the next. Now I spent 200 bucks on a fucking christmas gift for you assholes so forgive me if I am a little low on extra money to refill my tank after you drive like a maniac to Home Depot or Kroger 900 times.

goddamnit men are so damned stupid.

Why is it so hard to understand I just want a job that pays a lot that I enjoy where I can art and just have art and be art and involve music and wear my hair in rainbow colours and make jokes without offending people and rub my face in a cats belly every once in awhile is that so much to ask?

Incredibly disheartened about…well just everything, really.

eternallyelijah:

This is kinda creepy yet amazing….
Richard Wells ‏@Slippery_Jack
@woodelijah @kickstarter Horror movies made me paint this… pic.twitter.com/R8VkfdItLh

eternallyelijah:

This is kinda creepy yet amazing….

Horror movies made me paint this…

bri-ecrit:

gentlemanbones:

Link!

Had to repost, made me cry…

kidsinthehallpics:

GET BACK TO WORK

Every day at the office for me.

kidsinthehallpics:

GET BACK TO WORK

Every day at the office for me.

Nothin like losing your friends to pussy. Cause clearly nothing is as important as pussy.

Everything fucking sucks and I can’t post about it anywhere but here.

the place where I volunteer didn’t hire me, again, for a position I really wanted.

I don’t hate my job exactly, but I fucking hate where I work. Everything is back fucking asswards and one of the supervisors stalks me. I make shitty money, I can’t afford anything outside of the shit I need to be able to keep my shitty job (like gas and food).

I have a secondary ‘job’ as a promoter for a local venue. But none of the bands I contact get back to me, or are available, or want to play a show. Not even my best friend, who comes up with stupid fucking arbitrary rules for not wanting to play. If I can’t bring in some shows within the next couple weeks the venue will probably shut down.

I don’t have a band anymore. One of the members pisses me right the fuck off constantly. We can’t find a drummer and the one we do know and like doesn’t have a practice space. None of us have a practice space. We can’t agree on anything. I get no say in anything.

I can’t do a lot of the volunteering I’d like to do because I have to go to work so early in the morning. I can’t go to shows. I can’t get anything done on the internet or in an artistic sense. 

I can’t go to school because I don’t have any money. I can’t make more money because I’m not going to school.

Repeat.

Repeat.

Repeat.