why ppl leave things in jesus hands knowing he got holes in them, is beyond me

2 molekula

wheres seasons greasons

its that time of year again

It doesn’t have to be

its not optional

takes a real artist to go "i have to deface this billboard promoting an evil corporation's evil product. but crucially☝️the typeface and kerning must match or else it's cringe"

congrats for drugs for winning the war on drugs

getting lost in boston is fun because I turned around on a street corner three times and some guy yelled "hey stupid! the bus is that way!" very helpful interaction and accurate insult, 10/10 no notes

one time I walked around a building a couple times looking for a bathroom and this guy went "this bitch thinks she's on a merrygoround, where the fuck are you tryna go? bathroom? one floor down to the right behind the door that says bathroom."

My very first time in Boston. I was absolutely miserable, trying to drag my giant suitcase up a lengthy set of stairs in the pouring rain. This guy who had already reached the top looked back at me with the most pure expression of disgust I’ve ever seen in anyone’s eyes, marched back down the stairs, grabbed my suitcase, carried it to the top, left it there for me, and walked away without ever saying a word. I think about him often.

the classic roll onto side and sleep for two more hours trick - ill try it now!

i wake up and ten thousand years have passed. i dreamt of watching a light rain fall onto a stormy sea. theres nothing left of anything.

@adanddavid

My mans unlocked a higher level of synesthesia

Big!!! Steppy!!!

Taking her job very seriously

Incredible professionalism, 10/10

might start saying "god damp it". not as a self-censoring thing, just for occasions when the almighty needn't go so far as damning; an inconvenient rainstorm will suffice

For the love of God, sound on.

@vensre

Sometimes “Sound on” is a disappointment. This is not one of those times

transcript: [in thick New England accent] “Holy fucking shit; MA! MA, COME OUTSIDE, THERE’S A FUCKING MOOSE! OR A BUFFALO OR SOME SHIT; THEY’RE FIGHTIN’! Where the fuck are you goin’?! MA!! Hoooly shit; this is some fuckin’ National Geographic shit. MA, CALL THE FUCKIN’ COPS OR THE ASPCA; THERE’S ANIMALS FIGHTIN’ IN THE FRONT LAWN!! OOOOOH SHIT!!”