I hate most people. And I don’t want to, it’s an awful way to be. But the human race gives me no comfort. I find myself turning to books and films for comfort still. It’s repulsive, because one’s life consists of people, not things.
Morrissey (via pawsupgagalove)



commercials from the chicago suburbs are a level of surrealism that would make salvador dali throw his mustache to the ground in disgust and shame

These are my most treasured memories from childhood.

The hardest I’ve ever seen my dad laugh was watching Eagle Man commercials when I was growing up.