Oooo kill ‘em
made by filmmaker David F. Sandberg
Someone described it as “I normally can’t stand horror stuff, but this one was short enough to stomach. Once. After that, it’s all nope nope nope, and I’m never turning my lights off ever again.”
fuck that no fuck that. what the hell. fuck that.that is fucked. fuck fuck fuck that. no way. no fuckin way.
Reblogging so I can watch it when I get back from grocery shopping
“I took it like a man! I’m a warrior! Warrior!”
Six months ago I weighed between 280 and 290. I was swiftly approaching the 300 mark. I couldn’t fit into any shirt that was smaller than an XL and most likely would’ve filled out an XXL with no problem. I gained a lot of weight after my surgery, then got depressed (partially because of the weight gain) and ended up gaining even more.
As of this morning I’ve dropped all of the weight I gained, plus another three. 233 and still losing. This shirt is a M. I wouldn’t wear it out right now, but I’m honestly surprised that it would button.
I know I’ve posted a lot about this shit, but I’m just kind of stoked on the progress I’ve made in the last six months. I’m looking forward to the next six months.
proud ov u*~