hey im robert

(i was bagmillk)

(follow me on twitter)









Draw a picture of me and submit it to me please








mrssaberhagen:

drarry:

if i ever stop reblogging this assume I am dead

GOD

















urtube:

Hey guys check out my new phone









Stop shopping at Urban Outfitters.

overtheunderpass:

honeybeeprofessor:

DOnt shop at urban outfitters 

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they literally sold a blood-stained-looking sweatshirt with the name of a college that there was a school shooting at 

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they sold prescription-drug related accessories trying to make it cute

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they sold a board game entitled “gettopoly” i should not have to explain why this is bad

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they sold a super cissexist card with the T slur on it 

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they literally sold this shirt

PLEASE STOP SHOPPING AT URBAN OUTFITTERS

WOW, Ew









miguelmarquezoutside:

Text hung with thread in a local park on the weekend.









thepostermovement:

Kill Bill by Oliver Webley









Jourdan Dunn @ Burberry Prorsum SS15









idea-ing:

They Are Not Sketch But Sculptures

http://goo.gl/GeAvLf









j2609:

Sarah Minor Keaton Henson

Young love, young love
I hope you are well
At least we now both
Have a story to tell
Young love, I feel
You know me better than most
In spite of real distance, we’ll always be close
   









parkingstrange:

xoheart-on-her-sleeve:

sassy-satan666:

unmutekurloz:

raspberryskittles:

dion-thesocialist:

isn’t there a part of the bible where god gets mad at a fig tree for not having any figs on it and curses the fig tree?

yeah there legit is that’s 100% true

Yes.

Oh my god

last time we reblogged this we got anon hate from the christian community. You guys really are passionate about your figs.









somebodysparty:

Chantelle Young
SHOWstudio x MACHINE-A
Photographer: Nick Kngiht









im actually trying in school so i haven’t been on much :/









scarlettsbutt:

Ooo // Karen O 

Don’t tell me that they’re all the same
'Cause even the sound of his name
Carries me over their reach
Back to some golden beach
Where only he remains

You planted your eyes on my feet
You told me to dig my heels deep
The night wore the rain
on her window pane
Drifted us to sleep









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