curepimmy:

discwars:

discwars:

discwars:

what the fuck is this bullshit


HES STILL THERE


THAT ONES NOT EVEN RED 

This reminds me of the time I was having trouble drawing fists, like

No shit I mean like on a PERSON

there-was-no-other-sound:

rnultiplayer:

wanna know what a cow looks like washed and blow dried?

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that is what a cow looks like washed and blow dried

FLUFFY MILK HORSE

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thelonelywitch:

I think I might be in love with the person who runs Taco Bell’s twitter account.

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nutella-and-wifi:

homo-fallen-angel:

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My activity spikes every Wednesday because of this post 

always reblog on a wednesday, that’s the rule.

Dammit its Wednesday and I would have been rethinking scrolling past this all day if I didn’t reblog

(Source: smolderingcas)



fuckbitchesgetponchos:

octoberanytime:

Who is ready for chilly nights, pumpkin spiced lattes, hoodie & jeans, bonfires, crisp air, cider mills, hayrides, haunted houses, 13 nights of Halloween, apple cider, fall candles, changing leaves, carving pumpkins, and walks in the woods. I know I sure am!

nothing-more-nothingless PUMPKIM LATTES



ave-aria:

borl2008:

Yup

okay, storytime. At a group sleepover, there’s this girl, the most innocent thing you’ve ever met, k? She nods off on the couch early on in the night. As everyone’s getting ready to play cards, one of my friends lean back and hears her mumbling in her sleep.

My friend motions for everyone to be quiet. The girl snuggles her blanket, smiles, and in the sweetest voice, says, “Go on, Brandon. You can jump. It’s only 30 stories.”

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It’s the oldest story in the world. One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you’re ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.
Nathan Scott. (via falloutklaine)

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‘You don’t actually get over things… you incorporate them. They become part of everything you are. I don’t mean that you walk about crying all the time. But you change.’
When You’re Falling, Dive: Lessons in the Art of Living, by Mark Matousek (via prematal)

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