If Linkin Park plays in the forest and no one is around to hear it, in the end, does it even matter?

nice batistas

get this asdfghjkkdfjih out of my FACE

(to the tune of bill nye the science guy) FUCK NICK THE GALACTIC TIT

it’s easy to spot an angel you just gotta start telling a story in a group situation when people are too busy talking over each other to hear you. look for that one person who notices and makes eye contact and smiles encouragingly till you’ve finished talking– that’s the angel. same genus as that friend who, when everyone else is jokily slagging you off about something, notices that one comment has hit a nerve and subtly changes the subject or says something in your defence. these people are pure and go straight to heaven.

Yeah i be sad sometimes but dont get it twisted i aint weak bitch

I need a source of this IMMEDIATELY

dont have to tell me twice