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the year according to tumblr
january: post halloween candy hangover
feburuary: couples halloween
march: almost halloween
april: almost halloween
may: almost halloween
june: almost halloween
july: almost halloween
august: almost halloween
september: basically halloween
october: HALLOWEEEN!!!! HALLOWEEEEEEENNNNNN ARRHFJFJFNDHNDJ SKELETON SPOOK !!!!? AAAA
november: still halloween
december: halloween for jesus

sekahyyh:

cardsofclow:

decencybedamned:

HELLO FANFIC AUTHORS IT’S TIME FOR A VOCAB LESSON

  • wantonsexually immodest or promiscuous
  • wontona type of dumpling commonly found in Chinese cuisines

YOUR CHARACTERS SHOULD NOT BE MOANING LIKE A CHINESE DUMPLING OKAY THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT

either way, things are sure gonna get

steamy

GET OUT

pretty-transparents:

strawberry milk ♡

pretty-transparents:

strawberry milk 

It only costs $0.00 to keep it real

no one expects the spanish inquisition!!¡

canadiancandyfactory:

You can do it!

canadiancandyfactory:

You can do it!

ayameshiroi:

"So sweet, so cute, like a pineberry, birds can’t have enough."

ayameshiroi:

"So sweet, so cute, like a pineberry, birds can’t have enough."

Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody probably understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. God? Religion? I’ve learned a lot more about the world by eating acid and swallowing pills. Tell me what your church has done for you? Tell me if you have holes in your mouth from speaking lies? Wanna know the fucking truth? Pity is just another word for pathetic. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Take photographs having sex. Stop making everything about sexuality. Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody really gives a damn if you lost your virginity at fourteen or if you were the president in high school. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to love. You find God in between the cracks of a wall when you’re puking your limbs out. You wanna know the fucking truth? Go find it.

something someone should have told me when i was eighteen  

fuck.

(via pseudocolors)

meladoodle:

godlykesha:

meladoodle:

one time my dad tripped over some ice and was like ‘this is JUST like the titanic’

is this the same dad that once called you dad

no, that was a different dad. i have thousands of dads that ive synthesised in my home lab in the basement. speaking of that, the three armed one just got out again god damnit

abchannahxyz:

camsfarts:

queen-wienerlooks:

shego:

shout out to people who have seen you naked but you can still have regular conversations with

shout out to people who can have regular conversations with you naked.

shout out to being naked

I support all of this.