When Boredom Reaches Limits

The Digital Diary of an Average Sized Asian Teenage Boy.
Early Thor Concepts by Wes Burt

Early Thor Concepts by Wes Burt

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

—Somebody That I Used To Know

juliefarkas:

gokillthehipster:

kkatkkrap:

A’capella cover, huh… we’ll see about th…  …

…I…yes.

o-oh…

(via shenkokoro)

I think Gotye’s “Somebody That I Used To Know” is a good song, just not so much in the original. The tunes and lyrics are wicked rad, but for some reason I ain’t digging the song as much the acapella cover.

Heaving Through Corrupted Lungs

And if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones.
‘Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
Setting fire to our insides for fun
collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
the lovers that went wrong.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tmir2xweAfg

viper-fox:

janeturenne:

My first reaction was ‘Nice thought but there’s no way, Coulson is much younger than…’ and then I stopped mid-thought.

Because you know what.

You know what.

After Steve, the US government had to keep trying to recreate the Super-Soldier Serum.

And who

and who

would be the FIRST DAMN PERSON IN LINE to volunteer?

They told us it never worked again.  And that was kind of true.  They never again recreated the super-strength or the gleaming pecs.  But other things, they got right.  They got the vastly delayed aging.  And the kind of reflexes that make a man able to take out two armed thugs with a bag of flour.  And the talent for leading through example.  And they got the most important part, Erskine’s favorite part: the magnification of moral fiber, taking the loyalty and selflessness of a loyal and selfless man and making him into something spectacular.

Coulson didn’t buy those vintage cards on Ebay.

He’s had them since he was a little boy.

That little boy right there.

Headcanon Accepted. 

Holy fuck.

(Source: yourerightinthemiddleoftheroad, via shenkokoro)

alice-unchained:

my dad ate a cucumber today and he was like “wow this is pretty cold” and then he just slowly put the cucumber down and stared into space for a really long time until he turned to me with wide eyes and quietly said, “oh my god. cool as a cucumber.” 

(Source: jerryfultoncantrell, via abeautifulfemale)