It’s killing me that I have so many things to share with you guys about this last week, and I feel so out of touch with your lives, but I haven’t had wifi lately, alas.

Sorry for the absence, take care everyone!

the-big-phan-theory:

doyounoelyourenemy:

sidvintage:

motherfuckin-pajamas:

deadkennedysandattractivemen:

A punk stops during a gay pride parade to allow a mesmerized child to touch his jacket spikes.

I lost control about reblogging this picture. 

and this is the perfect “fuck you” to people who stereotype people like this. 

literally one of my favourite pictures ever

nothing more punk than letting small children touch your clothes spikes or hair spikes


scornful punks are punk-wannabes

the-big-phan-theory:

doyounoelyourenemy:

sidvintage:

motherfuckin-pajamas:

deadkennedysandattractivemen:

A punk stops during a gay pride parade to allow a mesmerized child to touch his jacket spikes.

I lost control about reblogging this picture. 

and this is the perfect “fuck you” to people who stereotype people like this. 

literally one of my favourite pictures ever

nothing more punk than letting small children touch your clothes spikes or hair spikes

scornful punks are punk-wannabes

  • Me: *Wants to read somewhere public and nice, goes into a Caffé Nero. Doesn't want caffeine at 6pm, but wants something warm and not too strong.*
  • Me: Hi, do you have decaf latte?
  • Barista: Unfortunately, we do!
  • I've never felt so judged and ashamed for my coffee intake before.
  • Me: *Wants to read somewhere public and nice, goes into a Caffé Nero. Doesn't want caffeine at 6pm, but wants something warm and not too strong.*
  • Me: Hi, do you have decaf latte?
  • Barista: Unfortunately, we do!
  • I've never felt so judged and ashamed for my coffee intake before.

I’m at a pub with free wifi in Camden Town downloading Theatrhythm: Curtain Call. And it’s taking ages. And I’m here with my laptop and 3DS surrounded by tens of bar customers.

… Wat.

  • Me: omg that cute guy at my boarding gate is reading so concentrated, it's flirt time.
  • Me: *looks at the book, sees Ayn Rand*
  • Me: ... Right.

Tomorrow’s crazy day

So tomorrow my plane back to London (woo!) leaves at 19:00, and I have to be out by 15:00.

I still need to pack my bags, read the last 50 pages of a book, and go to my last German class (and give my crush a goodbye gift).

My schedule is more or less:
4:30 - wake up and have breakfast
5:00 - shower
5:30 - read
6:30 - leave for German
7:00 to 9:00 - Last German class (project with my crush) to which I’ll take homemade cookies, and say goodbye
9:30 - read more
11:30 - pack bags
12:45 to 14:30 - nap
15:00 - go to the airport

May the Lord of the Hardcore Heavens be with me.

johnny-fucking-appleseed:

sicknessinsalvation:

genderterrorist:

OH MY GOD

THE LAST FUCKING PANEL

You should check out her other stuff, it’s all just as great.

"The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to you, but it’s not. It is an existential truth: only those people who are capable of being alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core of another person—without possessing the other, without becoming dependent on the other, without reducing the other to a thing, and without becoming addicted to the other. They allow the other absolute freedom, because they know that if the other leaves, they will be as happy as they are now. Their happiness cannot be taken by the other, because it is not given by the other."
Osho (via psych-facts)
"Oh my friend, a good person always promises too much simply by his presence! The confidence that he induces, the liking that he calls forth, and the hopes that he kindles are unending; he is a debtor, and remains one, without knowing it."
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Wilhelm Meister’s Years of Apprenticeship