This man was born with glass bones and paper skin.
Every morning he breaks his legs, and every afternoon he breaks his arms.
At night, he lies awake in agony until his heart attacks put him to sleep.
As you can imagine, his medical bills are extremely high. Luckily he can stay alive by selling chocolate bars.
Come on guys. Every reblog is one more chocolate bar sold.
- How to do taxes
- What taxes are
- How to vote
- What political parties are
- How to write a resume/cover letter/anything related to getting a job
- How to write a check/balance a check book
- Anything to do with banking
- How to do loans for college
- How to jump start a car or other basic emergency things
- How to buy a car or house
Another year passes me by.
I feel myself growing older each day, not so much aging as I am decaying. Rotting, slowly, from the outside in.
Life is pain. Life is cruel. The moment you part from your mother’s womb, you are truly alone - trapped in the shall you call a body.
And yet we celebrate birth.
a mockery. A monument to my torment.
dude u gotta loosen up its ur birthday omg
wanna get high
Back in prehistoric times it was just a free for all. God was putting antlers on everything and made 7 foot tall gophers with wings, it was a mess.
Look at this poor, impractical bastard.
god was young and rebellious back then
that is metal as fuck
they were like god’s weeaboo years
There is some good shit on my dash tonight.