Artist: THE DOORS
Track: People Are Strange
Record: 45 rpm single
Year: 1967RIP Ray, Jim was right.
I literally had to get up. leave the room, bury my face and i towel and scream
Crying hysterical tears
lolololololololol
Cartier Love bracelet
“Unlike traditional bracelets, which are either wide enough to slip them over the hand onto the wrist or can readily be opened in order to put them on, the Love bracelet is designed to be opened only using a special screwdriver that is supplied with every bracelet. The screwdriver is also available in the form of a necklace, allowing the bracelet to be “locked” onto one person while the “key” is kept around the neck of another as a symbol for their commitment to their relationship.”
ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new ‘gang’ way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.
I will always reblog things like this, it won’t ruin your blog or the look of it, and this could potentially save a life.
Here babe.
this is basically the creepiest shit i’ve ever heard
These are the shorts I wore to work tonight, I have had them for a pretty long time, 8 years easy. They are American Eagle, and I found them on the side of the store where men usually shop. They were so delightfully ugly I needed them in my life.
A girl in my department looked at my shorts tonight and asked “Are those men’s shorts?” Absently, I replied that yes they were. After my admission, she smiled one of those smiles that makes your nose wrinkle, one of those smiles that suggests good humor toward something completely absurd, and she laughed at me like I was the dumb one for wearing clothes that some would assume are gender specific. I walked away.
It was a few minutes later before I thought I should have replies with something snarky, like “No, they’re my pants.” Thus is the life of a socially awkward (apparently absurdly dressed) gender neutral individual such as myself.
Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously.
Page 1 of 203
