This guy was a cabbie in New York City. Then he got suspended for wearing a Nazi armband. Here’s his statement: I am a national socialist, what you guys call a Nazi.
Birth. Death. Fresh. Frail. The years wear on us, practically imperceptible on how they change us.
Flesh-and-blood is weak and frail: wow, this is such a weird thing, something I thought I would never see: a Kangaroo and a dog violently going at each other.
She has great teeth.
“I think if you had shown Thought Catalog to the world back in the late 90s, we would’ve made damn sure to save print media.”— Juggly D, The Posting Maniac
Say what you will about the Scientologists, but they hurt no one and that’s a pretty good track record for a religious group.
Via Button Poetry, Neil Hilborn recites a poem about his one true love. It’s heartbreaking (and beautiful).
GOTTA TAKE THE SELFIE GAME TO THE EXTREME.
These Vines are so so so good.