Obliviate My mind Obliviate My mind
Obliviate My mind
The name is Hunter. Aspiring artist. Michigan. Want to know more? Talk to me c:
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prettylittlepieces: Crochet Narwhal Amigurumi Pattern

Guys, hey guys. I’m a Senior….annndd…..

Today is my last day of of High School at GL.

whoa. how weird. I honestly don’t know what to think. I’m glad as hell I’m done with Grand Ledge, don’t get me wrong. I have a few friends though that are going very far away though that I will not see as often or at all which is what saddens me. 

I have Matthew though, and the others who will be staying around here. Suppose I just need to make some new friends. :P

sanjayandcraig: You may not realize it, but those are ALL THE SAME SNAKE… Get to know Craig and his BFF in the premiere of Sanjay & Craig Saturday morning at 10:30am/9:30c only on Nick!
I’m a real boy now :p
justinhoskie: elkane: Jack Dawson… Penniless artist who wins a ticket onto Titanic in 1912, attends a first class dinner, develops a taste for the finer things in life, pockets the Heart of the Ocean, survives the sinking, pawns the diamond, spends the following ten years building his wealth and in 1922 moves to West Egg as Jay Gatsby… Millionaire with a shady past and fear of swimming pools. Headcannon achieved!
diabetic-homeless-hookers: interrobangsandtildes: Clifford Hoyt, age 31, suffered serious injuries in an automobile accident in 1999. After he regained consciousness, he told a terrified nurse that he had died and visited Hell. He expounded on the tortures and anguish he experienced in frightening detail. He refused psychological treatment and was released. Several weeks later, Hoyt’s neighbors complained to their landlord that strange music was playing in his apartment at all hours of the night. Upon investigating, the building’s owner found Clifford in this condition. Mr. Hoyt was still quite lucid and protested when the landlord attempted to call the police. Concerned for the damage done to his property, he took photographs of the apartment, of which the image above is an example. He left and contacted Mr. Hoyt’s family, who contacted authorities. Clifford claimed that demons from Hell were still trying to capture him. He explained that his body would burn incessantly unless he played music to scare the demons away. He would only leave the house for short periods of time to get minimal supplies, including large blocks of ice to soothe the burning he felt as he tried to sleep. I know I’ve reblogged this at least twice. It’s still amazing though.
neo390: animalx13: nouse-for-a-tumbblr: fuckyeahragetoons: blowing up bridges  perfect imagery to describe my last relationship   you can actually see the detcord for a split second Why is this so mesmerizing?
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