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locos tacos
Klotox hadn’t eaten in days, but his thoughts were elsewhere, as the deliciously crunchy taco shell pressed against his lips. Where was the Globe of Fornaz, and how had the marauding Glimozites managed to find him deep in the wilderness? Alert… he must stay alert.
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listening to some German tunes before meeting with nazi
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But now,” says the Once-ler, “now that you’re here, the word of the Lorax seems perfectly clear. UNLESS someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.”
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oh hi zayn
OVARIES ARE EXPLODED
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1952
Two Los Angeles policeman and a skeleton named “Mr. Statistic” attempt to warn drivers about traffic fatalities during Labor Day weekend.
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