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May. 20th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 295607 Notes

sparkling-browneyes:

bricesander:

Miley speaks for us all. 

i laughed so hard at this. LOL SHE WAS LIKE FUCK MAN 

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May. 18th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 119758 Notes

arthur-christmas-claus:

meowdk:

Over forty years later:

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WOAH!

((I will never not reblog this.))

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May. 18th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 163060 Notes

rneerkat:

thisisnotlogansblog:

rneerkat:

rneerkat:

is there a month between april and june? 

may be

you can’t answer your own jokes

“why did the chicken cross the road?” “why” “sorry cant answer my own jokes ur gonna have to find the solution yourself”

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May. 18th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 103346 Notes

nuitcorbeau:

Ellen’s response to the ‘Abercrombi& Fitch’ statement.

love her

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May. 18th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 51510 Notes

colorado-wannabe:

So in English class we had to draw a scene from The Great Gatsby. After the drawings were done the teacher was showing them to the class, and one drawing was a pic of Gatsby reaching towards at the green light, but in the drawing Gatsby didn’t have hands. So my teacher starts saying something like how this picture has hidden meaning and portrays the helplessness Gatsby feels, and the kid next to me just casually says “I can’t draw hands.”

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May. 18th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 117572 Notes

tickettoheaven:

chafing-nipples:

dangermat:

when bananas rot they secrete stuff that makes other fruit including bananas near them rot faster
that’s so fucked up that is murder suicide
bananas commit murder suicide

that’s pretty fucking metal
I’d say it’s pretty fucking
bananas

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May. 18th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 114557 Notes

rustyribcage:

The teachers at my school

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thewindtalker:

| uh, yeah bitch |

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solluxforpresident:

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Ain't no big cauliflower: michaonthemoon: yaoibutts: I love how potato in French is pomme de...

michaonthemoon:

yaoibutts:

I love how potato in French is pomme de terre, which pretty much means “earth apple.”

like what stupid frenchman saw this:

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and said “zis petite légume looks like a, how you say, APPLE! hmmm… but it grows in ze earth… HON HON HON! MAIS OUI! C’EST UNE…

May. 18th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 0 Notes
Anonymous Asked: you look cute in your sweater type thing c:

Haha thanks! It’s my uniform for my music department, i had to go to toronto to compete at nationals as a choir :p

May. 18th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 39276 Notes

thatfunnyblog:

Of all the sad messages on the walls in Left 4 Dead, this one is the most tragic of all.

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May. 18th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 205986 Notes

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

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May. 18th, 2013 - 1 month ago - Reblog - 19199 Notes

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