mors certa

i came out the womb suckin on a perc laced cuban leaf burrito, wearing a tiny rolex on each finger. my mind is an iron fortress and my face is made of granite

So i chopped off your fingers. whatever. Your real enemies are the oligarchs who run this country

commander alexander block and clara

"Bring order? By slaughtering innocent people?!"

"And are you sure you didn't kill someone's Father? Or Mother?"

Chrysanthemums painted on a pair of wooden doors. Edo period (1615-1868).

deadbeat dad who’s an academic: i’m just going to the stor

one must imagine sisyphus in margaritaville

woke up this morning, rolled over, and very confidently tried to blow out my alarm clock like a candle. absolutely no precedent for that.

In the year 1450 a priest rolls over and slams his hand into his candle, burning him and sending wax flying all over the place

smiley

Earlier today I made a remark that wasn’t necessary

back of the canvas

can't stop laughing at the idea of someone going on tumblr and searching "deformed erotic visage" hoping to find porn