1. nevver:

Bukowski

    nevver:

    Bukowski

  2. (Source: ironspy)

  3. Suppression is a mother fuckin prison.

    wevealreadybeenforeverdamned:

    “Beast” Nico Vega 

    In the real world, the Rebels don’t beat the Empire; they become the Empire. They build their own Death Star but remember to name it something else and close the exhaust port.

    Read more: http://www.cracked.com/blog/the-5-ugly-lessons-hiding-in-every-superhero-movie_p2/#ixzz2TruwTrRb

    At one time, the United States of America were the Rebels. I wonder what will happen to the new Empire. 

  4. askserinallamppost:

    I’ve been inspired.  Have a little hint at what is to come~

  5. 
“Uncharted X Tomb Raider” by: drake—-666

    “Uncharted X Tomb Raider” by: drake—-666

  6. timeforjacktoleterrip:

    pony-fuhrer:

    necromorph-slayinglovemachine:

    HELP I CAN’T STOP

    that is one weird looking digimon 

    Looks badass

    yeah yeah, this is horrifying and stuff, but

    “that is one weird looking digimon”

    digimon

    wat

  7. doodadr:

    Pacific Rim Trailer

    this is the COOLEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

  8. “Come at once, she said. Help me. Save me. I need you now as I have never needed you before. I love you. I love you. I love you. Come at once.”
    “Does my lord wish to answer?”
    “No,” he said. “Put this in the fire.”

    (Source: ohrhaegar)

  9. (Source: repeatingyourspeeches)

  10. lamppu:

    adamberats:

    #this sums up the entire series right here

    house does what house wants

    (Source: fuckyesjennifermorrison)

  11. hellyeahthatsme:

    Game of Thrones - 3x07: The Bear and The Maiden Fair

    People work together when it suits them. They’re loyal when it suits them. Love each other when it suits them. And they kill each other when it suits them.

  12. agates-link:

LOL!!!

    agates-link:

    LOL!!!

    (Source: jhermann)

  13. theyellowbrickrod:

    So take me where they cannot see us

    and lay me down on coffin-rich dirt

    tonight I am a Transylvanian

    a taste of you won’t hurt

    Cause I am numb to every feeling

    and stubborn ears will hear no sound

    my last few rounds have left me reeling

    my teeth are on the ground

    I’ve taken pound for pound

  14. We were born of risen apes, not fallen angels, and the apes were armed killers besides. And so what shall we wonder at? Our murders and massacres and missiles, and our irreconcilable regiments?

    — Robert Ardry