Alex: so yeah, its my idea about the video.
Tony: FUCK YEAH! LETS DO IT, BRO!
five min later
Tony and Alex: on the other side we are too lazy for this shit.
Oh, Pewds, you are so fabulous!
In which the bear is tumblr
The second gif is so perfect
Can I just reblog this again because this is beautiful.
(Источник: strangelykatie)
Ok, I have this task to write short story. I decide to show it here. Sorry for mistakes, I’m just learning. Enjoy.
It was the darkest place he has ever seen. The man was looking around, trying to remember, how he got here. All he could see were dark and little flashing lights. There were thousands of them, and he got scared.
Suddenly painful light stroke his mind, and seconds later, he understood where he was. It was an enormous hanger full of his own creations. White walls pressed on his mind, convinced him to close his eyes. And now the man saw where thats tinny lights came from. There was a whole battalion of them. Exactly one thousand and thirty five androids ready to serve, to fight for their masters. But there wasn’t any master, not anymore. Gaston Loft, creator of this last line of androids, was the last human on this planet.
They were perfection, Gaston knew it. He made them in Her image and likeness. All of them had Her long brown hair, Her beautiful face and Her unbelievable eyes. But they hadn’t had Her in their databases. And Mr. Loft knew how to change that. He didn’t want to take all specimens, he just needed one.
Walking slowly Gaston got to the nearest robot. He turned her on with habitual movement, and shivered when the android opened her eyes.
- Gaston Loft, - he said quietly. – Asking for the file 23719 in the local disk.
- File 23719 doesn’t exist, - her metal voice was soaked with apathy. – My program doesn’t include such feature as “FEELINGS”, - she continued. - Please, recall your inquiry, or reload database.
Gaston looked at Her face for several seconds, and then awkwardly get the flash driver out of his pocket. He impatiently put it in the slot in her neck and frozen. Second, another. She started blinking, and looking around. Gaston saw fear at her face.
- Gaston? – Her voice was shaking, and it was really Her. The woman who died thirteen years ago. The woman, who’s mind were trapped in the flash driver all this years. His beloved wife.
- Leona…
and their hair continue to grow…
Reblog or she’ll be in your room tonight..
OH MY GOD
SORRY GUYS BUTAt least then I’d have some company
Meh.
<COME THE FUCK AT ME.>
BITCH, DO IT. COME AT ME, BRO!
nopenopenopenope
Silvia: I wish I were that monster *sigh*
Sorry, I just saw this and now I have too omg.
I’ve seen this video….
-cries-

Where will I meet my fate?
Baby I’m a man and I was born to hate
And when will I meet my end?
In a better time you could be my friend