nice-wig-janis:

do you remember when you were a kid and the doorbell rang you would run and see who it was, now i just run to my room instead

tokyotomato:

i didn’t do a single thing i was supposed to over break

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yewglow:

randomlittlespark:

jesusinc:

"nerd" and"loser" were like hard hitting insults in the early 2000’s and now they are used as affectionate terms we have truly come full circle

Sorry, but no, we did a 180. A full circle would mean we went back to them as insults

nerd

not-pizza:

milkyytea:

chronicdelight:

My dad gives me this cake EVERY year on my birthday.


Well you better damn eat it finally

not-pizza:

milkyytea:

chronicdelight:

My dad gives me this cake EVERY year on my birthday.

Well you better damn eat it finally

relative: so, are you dating anyone?
me: yeah, actually! want to see them?
relative: sure!
relative: why are you starting up a video game

awkwardkris:

khaleesi-stars:

hellazan:

fury-oh-sea:

um.

YEEA AND SHE IS ONLY EXACTLY 5 FT TALL, GUYS THE WARPED WALL IS 15 FT TALL!!!!!

my hero

that is a woman i could follow
that is a woman i could call queen

nosdrinker:

I want to be as happy as this dog

robotmango:

gooqueen:

every year after you turn 17 you get further away from being the age of the dancing queen and that’s my least favorite thing about growing up

ah but when you turn 34 you’re two dancing queens and thus having twice the time of your life. and at 51 you become the dancing triumvirate and three golden crowns are forged in your honor

lots to look forward to

n-a-d-h-i-e:

I like how, when Tumblr recommends you a blog on your dash, you can choose to ignore it. And it looks really polite

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But it slowly gets more agressive

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And more agressive

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And more

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Then it’s just plain rude

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And my personal favourite

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eunnieboo:

yeah

reallyreallyreallytrying:

hmm. interesting interpretation, but no. when i say i lost at the horse races i mean the horses ran faster than me, not that i gambled fruitlessly

scatteredly:

do you ever get so hungry that it feels like your stomach is caving in