Somewhere a rocket scientist brain surgeon physicist with a knack for economics who wears Velcro shoes is having a stress breakdown.
When I was a professional ballroom dance instructor, one of my coworkers was having a tough time teaching a step to her student. As he gets more frustrated she tells him “it’s ok- you’ll get it- this isn’t rocket science.”
There is an awkward pause as her student stares back at her.
"No" he agrees, "this isn’t rocket science. That I can do. This is some sadistic step designed specifically to torture rocket scientists.”
And that’s how we found out he worked for NASA.
(Source: oldresidentdistrict, via loveavpm)
when an artist you hate comes out with a good song
how are dogs always so happy when the economy is a mess??
they’re teen royalty, if high school was Us Weekly they’d always be on the cover
(Source: -noboysallowed, via wolfkaylee)
there is nothing worse than drifting apart from that one person that said they would never leave