This is when I get so scared about my career choice… Am I really good enough for this? Maybe this is just all an illusion I made myself to escape from something… it must be, when have I ever showed any artistic talent? NEVER! Then maybe is all a mistake… maybe this was not meant to be… 

sillyvantas:

Thor: “MOOOM! LOKI DOESN’T WANT TO HELP MEEEEE!!!”

(via lokisbunny)

What if I beat to a bloody pulp someone because they robbed me money? Would that be penalized by the law?

bryko:

*walks into movie theater at midnight in extremely detailed Iron Man cosplay* “one for The Croods please”

(via aesthetically-average)

less-than-one:

Yes hello I am here for Gatsby’s party

(via mistercinnamonbunz)

Damn you composition!! ughhhhh

Day started awesome! *sarcasm* busted tire, and gas… Money I don’t even have!! Ughhhh!!! Fuck this motherfucking shit!! I just wanted to go to the book fair and buy discounted books… How hard must that be…

The others don’t understand the difference between actively wanting to kill himself and the lazy, half-hearted preference towards not being alive that he feels on days like this.

This is a sinopsis to a story, but just this discribes my feelings everyday.