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jamtards:

in her bedroom the mighty bedroom the fangirl blogs tonight

(via sorry)

catherinechandler:

do you ever look at a ship and think this is it, this is the one, this is the motherducking ship that’s ruined me for good and I will never ever be okay again

(ʘ‿ʘ✿)

(via cutie-patootie-cas)

jaclcfrost:

[seductively takes off glasses]

wow you’re fucking blurry

(via deepfriedtwinkie)

laterinthecaveoflesbians:

"They need to think of their choices when they’re in the public eye"

Their “choice” was to have private information on their private phones. Grown women are allowed to have private information on their private phones no matter how “public” their lives are. 

(via fiiyerotigelaar)

sararye:

every 1st september we joke about getting ready for hogwarts to cover up the very real and very very deep scars of never getting our letters

(via laurabaenanti)

breadstiks:

it’s physically impossible to fit words into a venn diagram

(via laurabaenanti)

whiskeydrinking-operating:

This is Chester. When I was in Afghanistan I got a care package from one of those “Adopt a Soldier” programs that lets families send care packages to service men and women who are deployed overseas. Anyway, I got this care package, and it came with the usual stuff: Baby wipes, crackers, peanut butter, the Dad threw in a pack of cigarettes, and there was some jerky. But there was also a little beanie baby gold fish and a hand written note from a 7 year old girl that said  “Dear Soldier, (I wasn’t even mad) I hope you are doing well. I’m sorry you have to miss thanksgiving with your family. This is my friend Chester. He keeps me safe from monsters, but I think you need him more than I do. I hope he keeps you safe from the monsters you’re fighting. Take good care of him for me”.
You bet your ass that little fish was in my pocket every time I went on patrol.
"I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?"
Ernest Hemingway (via
jheneaiko)

(Source: purplebuddhaproject, via unf0rgivingly)

osamah:

vaporheart-archive:

Oh these pies aren’t homemade, they were made in a factory.
A bomb factory.
They’re bombs.

who the fuck thought up the plot for this episode

agentsoftheimpala:

I hope one day to do anything with as much confidence as Aaron Tveit’s entrance in “One Day More” at the Oscars

image

(via motveition)

basedgosh:

*randomly feels pain on a random part of my body* oh god here we go im gonna die

(Source: canadad, via laurabaenanti)

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