whys tumblr always so dead on sundays
no post on sundays
games that let you save anywhere instead of making you go to save points
when you see a hot guy wearing sweatpants
if a cockroach ever touches one of my limbs I’m chopping it off
"text me when you get home so i know you’re safe" kinda people are the people i wanna be around
This motherfucker was walking around Comic-Con in a hyper-realistic Walter White/Bryan Cranston mask
guess who was underneath this Bryan Cranston mask
fucking Bryan Cranston.
Aaron Paul’s face is like a million different cries for help all molded into one expression
Spencer gave me life.
So I woke up this morning, checked my timehop and started crying.