They First Make Mad

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I am a machine that identifies as a live-size portrait of Willem Dafoe.
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piyotycho:

OK. I got it. I understand I surely forgot about it.orz

Hand sanitizer on scraped-up palms from shitty biking

is like some wicked form of absolution

A lot of my friends ask to touch my head. I just stand there and get stroked for five minutes. It’s a free massage.

(via loodletooboodleroodlesoodle)

thegestianpoet:

stopitsgingertime:

MY ALARM GOES OFF SO I ROLL OVER AND CHECK MY PHONE AND MY AMERICAN GODS GOOGLE ALERT HAS DELIVERED THIS BOUNTY UNTO ME????????

AM I STILL FUCKING DREAMING, I THOUGHT I WOULD NEVER SEE THE GODDAMN DAY, BRYAN FULLER YOU ARE MAKING MY WILDEST DREAMS COME TRUE ONE CARNIVOROUS VAGINA AT A TIME

I don’t even know shit about American Gods but both of these headlines are GOLD

(via brienne-the-badass-of-tarth)

metalonmetalblog:

Katsuya Terada 

(via azalzalsramblings)

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