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jethrocane:

walrus-in-the-tardis:

youcantbreakthatwhichisntyours:

ambiguous-ash:

merrymishas:

engage-with-zorp:

I majored in gif making.

More like majored in becoming a hot piece of ass

But you lost all your friends

and your eyesight 

not to mention your sweet bunkbed man what happened

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Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme, it just has to touch someone where your hands couldn’t.
Rudy Akbarian (via purplebuddhaproject)
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penutbutterqueen:

sendeccentric:

engineerguy:

thebeastfromthebigeast:

quackenbuschlight:

i remember one time this dude sent me a shirtless pic with the caption “lol maybe u can save this for a rainy day ;)”

and i was like “for what? to keep me dry? because that’s what it’s doing right now”

image

Lol daaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmn

LMAOOOOOOOO

LMAOOO

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allmonds:

my school got on jimmy kimmel because these kids made a video of teachers reading students tweets about them watch this god bless 

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leela-summers:

Let’s Talk About Sex - Tumblr Edition Part 2

Part 1: x

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amuseoffyre:

bookshop:

theaustralianoperagoddess:

crave-the-creative:

"Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies," from Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker Suite, played using only water glasses.

well done. And quite ethereal.

hOLY SHIT

this is so beautiful and worth listening to even if you think you’ve heard this song a thousand times—ESPECIALLY if you think you’ve heard it a thousand times.

This gave me goosebumps of the good kind

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"HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT GRADUATING IN A FEW WEEKS?"

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I hate going to sleep with you on my mind and not in my bed.
Buryme-inthesky (via buryme-inthesky)
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It’s easy for someone to joke about scars if they’ve never been cut.
William Shakespeare, (Romeo & Juliet: Act 2, Scene 2)

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