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presidentmikasa:

officialheinzdoofenshmirtz:

if u ever feel sad remember that robert englund once took a nap on the set of a nightmare on elm street in full freddy krueger makeup and when he woke up he looked straight into a mirror and scared the shit out of himself

this is the best story

sodamnrelatable:

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this should constantly be on my dash just every few days

the-condescensions-swag:

teamsubpar:

The Homestuck Fandom is literally the worst fandom and has absolutely no redeeming qualities.

If you think otherwise that just means that you are a part of the Homestuck fandom and therefore your opinion doesn’t matter because you are, in fact, shit. Just like your fandom.

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electricsed:

jamborii:

klefable:

skatersaint:

klefable:

shoutout to girlcode for being fabulous 

Be prepared to participate in no dick december

be prepared to be told that no one wants your misogynistic dick anyway you arrogant shit

I love it when guys use sex as a bartering tool like IF YOU DON’T LOOK PERFECT AND SPARKLY ALL THE TIME I’M NOT GOING TO PLEASE MYSELF WITH YOUlike BITCH THEY LITERALLY SELL DICKS BIGGER THAN YOURS I DON’T NEED SHIT FROM YOU

electricsed:

jamborii:

klefable:

skatersaint:

klefable:

shoutout to girlcode for being fabulous 

Be prepared to participate in no dick december

be prepared to be told that no one wants your misogynistic dick anyway you arrogant shit

I love it when guys use sex as a bartering tool like IF YOU DON’T LOOK PERFECT AND SPARKLY ALL THE TIME I’M NOT GOING TO PLEASE MYSELF WITH YOU
like BITCH THEY LITERALLY SELL DICKS BIGGER THAN YOURS I DON’T NEED SHIT FROM YOU

banavalope:

wunderscheisse:

auwa:

friendly reminder: owning up to, learning from, and apologizing for your mistakes can go a long way

I want to reach the chill level of Arin Hanson’s one day.

We could all stand to be as chill as arin

datpastaasylum:

dinoduckqueen:

hawkules:

imagine a video game where you create a hero whose destiny is to save everyone, but throughout the game you start making harder and more questionable decisions, and the game gets darker and darker. and in the end you’re just standing there, clutching the controller and finally realizing you were playing the villain all along

fuck

FUCK

FUCK

I WANT

imgross-ok:

evolutia:

toneverforever:

Post racial Amerikkka

I’m so disgusted.

and even still, you can hear them telling you its “not about race”

imgross-ok:

evolutia:

toneverforever:

Post racial Amerikkka

I’m so disgusted.

and even still, you can hear them telling you its “not about race”
bunny-banana:

dankleaf:

spicy-vagina-tacos:



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NOBODY SAY A WORD

bunny-banana:

dankleaf:

spicy-vagina-tacos:

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NOBODY SAY A WORD

a hilarious joke

spookweedeveryday:

tanku:

three cats are competing in a race. there’s an american cat named “one two three”, a german cat named “ein zwei drei”, and a french cat named “un deux trois”. the cats all swim across a lake. the american cat finishes first, the german cat finishes second, but the french cat is nowhere to be found.

why?

because the un deux trois quatre cinq

IM LAUGHING SO HARD AT THIS JOKE IF YOU DONT UNDERSTAND IT I FEEL SO BAD FOR YOU 

College kids literally don’t care about walking in the way of cars at school because we’re like “hit me i don’t care pay my tuition.”

"Hit me my thesis is due in 12 hours and I haven’t started it"

"Hit me I have a final in an hour and I didn’t study"

"Hit me I’ve been on a 24 hour drinking binge and I’m invincible"

"Hit me. You’re a university vehicle and I’ll get free tuition."

"Hit me I feel like a failure anyway"

(via flowerbabies)

so-we-aim-and-ignites lovelyritapaperbackwriter runhardeatcupcakes ibelieveinathingcalledlaw shadowswill-screamthat-imalone (via behindapaintedface)
ubiquitousbri:

unamusedsloth:

"Be yourself" they said. You’ll get laid they said.

IM CRYING

ubiquitousbri:

unamusedsloth:

"Be yourself" they said. You’ll get laid they said.

IM CRYING

Daily Show correspondent Michael Che tries to find a safe place to report from.

momlonde:

righteouskungfu:

dersely:

momlonde:

do you ever see a photograph of someone really attractive from like the 1800s and you suddenly get pissed because they’ve been dead for like 200 years and you probably don’t have a chance with them

“probably”

“We have to go back”

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you are the first person to add a comment to this that wasnt doctor who and it made me smile too bless your soul

fallen-angel-with-a-shotgun:

dajo42:

if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao

I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior.  I had a real sword with me, too.  I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion.  Some woman walks by, with her little girl.  The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight.  But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.”  You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?”    And the girl looked around and saw me.  I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood.  So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?”  And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating.  Like she thinks I’m going to say no.  So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her.  And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.”  I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.

fallen-angel-with-a-shotgun:

dajo42:

if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao

I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior.  I had a real sword with me, too.  I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion.  Some woman walks by, with her little girl.  The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight.  But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.”  You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?”    And the girl looked around and saw me.  I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood.  So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?”  And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating.  Like she thinks I’m going to say no.  So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her.  And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.”  I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.