brendonsmall-deactivated2022090
hey guys i saw a porn gifington and my mcmeatery got a thorough bonerooski NYELLO!!! then i commented on it with some goobery like “yea do it for father” because im a BIG geek
theklllers
IT SOUNDS LIKE A BED TIME STORY
andthenewt
THIS HAS MADE ME SO HAPPY OMF I CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO TELL YOU
Quentin Tarantino: I'm making another movie
Guy who makes fake blood for a living: *rubs hands together*
i hate when u are being a fun and zesty texter and the other person is a slice of damp bread i cant carry this conversation alone i have very little upper body strength
We need to believe, to trust, like little kids, that someone wants what’s best for us; that someone’s lookin’ out for us. That someone loves us. Do they? No. They lie to us. They lie about what’s right, they lie about what’s wrong, they lie about the FUCKING HAMBURGERS. And when we realize they’re lying; really realize it in our gut? Then we get scared. Then we get terrified. Like children waking in the dark, we don’t know where we are. ‘I had a bad dream. Mommy, Daddy, Sammy had a nightmare.’ And then Daddy comes and takes me in his arms and says, ‘It’s okay, Sammy. Daddy’s here. I love you, kid. Your mommy doesn’t, but I do.’ And then Mommy comes and holds me tight and says, ‘I got you, bubala. I’m here for ya. Your daddy isn’t, but I am.’ And then where are we? Who do we believe? Who do we trust? What do we do? We do the only thing we can do. We kill the president.
Sam Byck’s Monologue - Assassins (via cirith)
Will always be my favorite monologue