I’d never in a million years use hyperbole - I’d rather eat my own children than ever say anything hyperbolic.
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I’d never in a million years use hyperbole - I’d rather eat my own children than ever say anything hyperbolic.
(Source: akimbocomics.com)

We’ve all been there, but it’s been such a long time.
I love this always forever.
Day 1 of studying sociology: lots of self-congratulatory philosophy bullshit about dead people who were wrong.
Always reblog this. A lot of the animals they kill (and they kill over 95% of the animals they take in at their Virginia Headquarters) are killed within 24 hours. Not nearly enough time to deem whether an animal is adoptable or not. They even bought a giant fridge to store the corpses!
PETA is a corporation. Not a charity. Less than 1% of their 32 Million+ annual budget actually goes to directly helping animals. Most of it is spent making sexist/racist/ domestic abuse supporting commercials that won’t even air on television, giving bail outs to convicted arsonists and criminals, hiring/supporting any celebrity that claims to be vegetarian for five minutes, creating campaigns to target children (“Your mom kills animals”), fruitless lawsuits like suing Sea World for violating the constitution, and most recently, making porn. I’m not against porn, but I fail to see how it fucking helps animals.
PETA does not give a shit about animals.
Plus, these assholes have the gall to insult Steve Irwin.
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Days are a stupid length! You know, they’re just long enough to get regret and then you have to go to sleep.
The story of my life
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Or how I learned to hate notifications and Likes.
One day, I’ll write an article titled Everything you know is wrong: On quantifying social interactions. The grist of it is like the second half of Generation Why where she stops describing the movie and gets to describing how stupid we are for letting ourselves be trapped by the desire to be Liked.
So I’ve hosted girls named Summer and Sunshine (at different times).
I’ve overcome my fear of wine and enjoyed pseudo-sangria.
During the fire show, we’ve set down next to a couple that kept making out for two hours. S. just offered them a sticker and then some chocolate, and they offered us roasted honey nuts. They didn’t even notice the lube pack we sneaked next to them.
Another sleepless night, this time quite worth it, and I got proper goodbye hugs in the morning.
Fooled around the town for two days and pretended like we got engaged and adopted the other girl and renamed her Lulu. “You guys made an amazing family, and are more fun than a basket of monkeys!”
Also went to Austra concert and saw Avengers.
Also decided to change my July plans and instead disconnect from internet for a month, and attend a seminar in the middle of nowhere, Hungary.
- “You don’t have to be so nice.”
- “I know.”
(I don’t care if it sounds self-serving, it’s a nice memory.)

FINALLY, I can link my Facebook account to my Tumblr account so all my friends and family can see what I do online all day!
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The makers of “The Witcher” unveiled this image as a teaser for their latest project. Hopefully they can kick out a game that lives up to the precedent set by Deus Ex: HR for this gen’s cyberpunk gaming outlets.
I hope it’s nowhere as shitty as Deus Ex: Human Resources
(via cyberpunkculture)
Exhibition of my work about Tchernobyl in Paris the whole summer. If you don’t own the book yet, come and see us on tuesday the 5th june from 6.30 pm !
Expo sur Tchernobyl tout l’été, vernissage mardi 5 juin à partir de 18h30, si vous n’avez pas encore votre livre signé, c’est le moment !
Restaurant Da-Niet, 3 rue de Lancry 75010 PARIS, FRANCE