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  2. wifigirl2080:

    bilt2tumble:

    thegoddamazon:

    beam-meh-up-scotty:

    rolandalfred2nd:

    Will: Carlton, carlton, I understand that you’re scared, man, but the world can be a scary place. Just got to learn to deal with it.

    Carlton: Yeah, well, I found my way.

    Will: That’s not you, man. that’s them.

    ^ i remember this episode i cried while watching this 

    Me too. 😢

    This episode had me in tears, man. Like, you really knew the characters were growing from this. I loved how it was comedy and still touched on issues that affected Black youth. We need more shows like this on television.

    You gotta think, the whole concept of this show was Will growing up in a bad neighborhood where shit like this happened all the time, and Carlton grew up in a life of privilege and sheltered from this kind of life, and I think Will was crying because he came so close to seeing Carlton go down the wrong path and end up like some of his friends back in Philly.

    Damnit, y’all… Damn.

    But ya’ll be like Will can’t act.

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  4. policecodeforzombieontheloose:

    buzzfeedgeeky:

    Gospels from the mouth of DanRad

    "fuck that, I’m Harry Potter"

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  5. haverfuck:

    my being is fatuous. deliquescing brain matter out of exasperation; i’m always heated. stagnate: moribund. inane shit. (i’m so lifeless at 21, it keeps getting worse). 001: we need to fashion death. “submit suicide”.

     
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  8. thadvntrr:

    probably the best thing I have ever experienced

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  10. 8bitatoms:

    phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess:

    sevvey6:

    morbidamusement:

    captain-snark:

    bananamerlin:

    maderadearquitecto:

    Thermochromic table by Jay Watson

    imagine banging someone on that table

    imagine being home alone and seeing imprints on that table

    noooooo stop

    Imagine having a friend sit at that table for a long while, but when they get up there’s no imprints at all.

    What if you got up after trying to console a crying friend, and found that you had no imprints… and they were crying because they missed you?

    aaaah it was a cool table now it’s a horror/drama story

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