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sunkern:

sarahita:

sunkern:

boy, are u dutch because amsterdamn

This makes no sense. Amsterdam is in Germany.

I’m in Amsterdam right now and lemme fuckin tell u it is not in germany

(via thedoctoriswatching)

thelovenotebook:

THE BEST LOVE QUOTES ON TUMBLR

watchtheskytonight:

letmelarryyou:

theonlygrizzlybear:

theevergreenpark:

vchrisi:

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I only reblogged this for the bing dress

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I PISSEED MYSELF AT INTERNET EXPLORER

The paper bag princess….

OH LORD I’M DYING

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godheadcomplex:

if i ever tell you that something is my favorite song dont listen to me im a fucking liar i have more favorite songs than there are babies in china

(via phoenixchen)

I will never get over how badly she won that one.

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the-names-were-stolen:

thatshowyoufeel:

vardaesque:

saevuswinds:

vardaesque:

you don’t understand i would sell my firstborn to know how this story started

Well it all started when Mrs. Hayfer wanted me to babysit her dumb house. When I got the keys, I sat them on top of this pie that I found on the counter. I knew it was going to be given to the family for desert if I didn’t eat it soon, so I was going to plan to eat it in my teacher’s house and dump all the crumbs on her bed. So it’s a win-win, right? Besides, she wouldn’t find out about the crumbs until after I was paid, and this teacher hates me anyway. Then, I got distracted when this hot cheerleader calls me, asking about what movie I’d recommend, but before I could answer, I realize that my mom would be there any second to serve dinner, and there was no way I was sharing that pie. So I bust out of there with the pie and the keys, and the moment I get in the house, I start chowing down on the pie with my bare hands, trying to eat this thing before anyone knows I took it, right? Well, since the pie crust was dry, I chugged a 2-liter bottle of soda whenever my throat would get dry and eventually, I really needed “to go.” Only when I went to flush, the water wouldn’t stop flowing and there was no plunger to be found. Usually I’d just shrug and say it was Josh’s fault or something, but let’s get real here, Mrs. Hayfer would’ve blamed me about her toilet overflowing if I was 30 states away. So I jammed my foot in there, hoping it’d make the toilet stop flushing. Then my phone rings, and I knew it was my mom, asking where her pie went, and because Meghan decided it’d be a great idea to make my ring tone a bunch of cats meowing, Mrs. Hayfer’s dog, Tiberius starts freaking out, bashing into the door over and over again. Now anyone who knows this dog knows that this dog will happily eat anything, and that includes the pie, and probably myself.  So my foot’s totally stuck in there right, I’m freaking out and I still got half a pie left. 

BLESS YOU

My goodness

Crap now I owe you my firstborn

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padalackles:

totheclotpole:

gallifrey-feels:

turtleneckvantas:

calibornsbottombitch:

lunardrops:

calibornsbottombitch:

im never gonna get married and im gonna sleep with ten billion people

THAT’S 4 BILLION MORE PEOPLE THAN THERE ARE ON THE PLANET

not if you include the dead

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Why limit yourself to this planet?

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Why limit yourself to people?

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I’M GOING TO FUCKING PISS HOLY SHIT

(via phoenixchen)

faineemae:

i wonder what marketing for penile cancer would look like?

“I LOVE PENIS”

“SAVE THE PENISES”

“SAVE SEX”

and if women wore some of their shirts or bracelets, they would be seen as whores or sluts or asking for it, maybe even resulting in rape, but when men wear “save the boobies” or “save second base” shirts, they are applauded for caring about a human being by yet again sexualizing a serious illness.

HOW UNSETTLING IS THAT

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godheadcomplex:

if i ever tell you that something is my favorite song dont listen to me im a fucking liar i have more favorite songs than there are babies in china

(via phoenixchen)

How is cooking feminine i mean it’s fuckin knives and fuckin fire and fuckin dead shit 

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