
This is a picture of my best friend and her boyfriend. Normal concert photo, right? Well, look closer in the back where the red circle is. Can you see the face?
This isn’t just some normal chain letter. My friend and her boyfriend died 3 nights after this picture was taken, the police having no idea how they died considering they were both 15 and perfectly healthy.
It turns out a boy died at that venue a few years ago at a concert. He was in the mosh pit and he hit his head and then a few nights later he was found dead in his bedroom from his skull broken and slowly bleeding to death.
If you don’t reblog this within an hour, you’ll hear faint music playing for 3 nights straight. On the 4th night, the boy will come from your closet while you’re getting ready for bed and kill you for not helping us put his soul at rest.
This is not fake. 3 people have already died from not passing this on.
im crying… i dont wana die
REST IN PEACE
I don’t have a closet.
Well, I don’t know about you but I see a box of Captain Crunch.
That’s me in the back :(
ok this one actually scared the shit out of me


“Ele vai ser famoso, uma lenda. Eu não me surpreenderia se o dia de hoje ficasse conhecido no futuro como do dia de Harry Potter. Vão escrever livros sobre Harry. Todas as crianças do nosso mundo vão conhecer o nome dele!”
Minerva McGonagall, “Harry Potter e a Pedra Filosofal”


( ) Na minha infância: é legal, vamos assistir mãe !
(X) Na minha infância: AAAAAAAAAAA, VAI PASSAR GENTE MORTA ! COOOOOOOOORREEEE ! MÃAAAAAE. EU TENHO MEDOOOOOOO.

Ian: So now it’s a verb. When someone takes something out of your hand, you get Kanyed.
Paul: Imma Kanye yo ass tonight, fool. You walkin’ down the street with a Sangria, Imma be like “Kanye”! Shit.
