To wish you were someone else
is to waste the person you are.

- Kurt Cobain (via bl-ossomed)

Friend: Hey why do you like that character so much?
Me: Are you sure you're ready for this kind of conversation
2nd century BC Pictish/Caledonian Louis CK: kids today don't even know that we didn't always have bronze dirks. i hear kids whining about their bronze dirks not holding an edge. [bellowing] you want to drive a fucking flint dirk into the throat of your enemy? [baby voice] oh my bronze dirk got a dent in it. it's slightly less sharp now [bellowing] really? how would you like it when your dirk flakes into a thousand tiny flint shards upon striking the shield of your enemy? you little piece of shit? [baby voice] *random mewling noises* [bellowing again] fuck you! your parents didn't raise you correctly. [philosophical, exasperated] everything is amazing, and nobody's happy



My parents are asleep quick reblog this post with skeletons saying bad words