my new baby
1977 ford escort (Automatic with cruise control). Totally original parts with no modifications.
my new baby
1977 ford escort (Automatic with cruise control). Totally original parts with no modifications.
it really tickles my tits to watch all these dipshits on my facebook wall who are sharing this kony video. i mean yes its fucking sad and people are dying and all that bullshit but do you really think you are helping at all? i mean the main faggot in that video is a typical hippy fucking american who believes he is so self righteous because he visited a place where he met this black guy and now he runs around sticking posters on walls. men like him do not shape the world or cause a stir. men like him sit in the safe zone country and bark orders and act as if they really gave a shit.
if you really give a fuck about this whole joseph kony thing well then how about instead of running around sticking posters on walls, you go and fucking join the army and fight yourselves. but no you wont do that will you? no because you are just the same as all other beta human beings. you lack the fucking balls to actually do something about it yourself. you click a button and you think to yourself “wow i just helped out a worthy cause”. well you fucking didnt you dipshit. all you fucking did was click a mouse button so that someone else might do the same thing. trust me joseph kony is not afraid of mouse clicks by any measure.
you want everyone to think you care when in actual fact you will forget about in a day, probably less. fuck you. it baffles my brain how people like you actually think you’re helping. you sad sad delusional whorish fucks. go and fight if you truly believe in a cause, if not then sit down on your nice comfortable chair, with your takeout food, and shut the fuck up.
(Source: joziboy)
the person who makes me fall in love every single day, over and over again..
matthew cameron, i love you more than you’ll ever understand.
-i will never be accepted from half of my family - the way i dress, my lifestyle, my hopes, my dreams, my beliefs, my personality. it is probably one of the hardest things i’ll have to accept - not being accepted. not being loved for who i am, not making an effort, not showing they care.
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