sapphirefiber:

tygermama:

morivan:

You know that type of laughter that starts off as a small chuckle but kinda builds up inside your throat, eventually mounting into a full blown, bent over yourself, holding your stomach as you guffaw uproariously?

Yeeeep.

this should be a sculpture about the human condition entitled ‘Unbridled Optimism Meets An Uncaring Universe’

There are photos that tell a story, then there are photos that tell a story.

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vinesforall:

vinegod:

I am weak and I will not survive the winter. by Luke Berti

Viner: Brandon, ask me what kind of tree I have–

Brandon: (quietly) No.

Viner: Brandon, ask me what kind of tree I have.

Brandon: No.

Viner: Just–Brandon, ask me what kind of tree I have.

Brandon: What kind of tr–

Viner: It’s a Chris Pine.

unclewhiskysrevenge:

So, I MEANT to say “oh crap, I left my phone in my car,” but what I ALMOST said was “oh no, I left my cone in my phar,” and damn, wouldn’t that have been embarrassing, but I caught myself, and what I ACTUALLY said was

“Ah, my fart cone.”

So anyway