deathby-chanel:

deckthebunkers:

do you find it weird that you’ve known your parents for your entire life but they’ve only known you for a portion of theirs

This fucked me up

(Source: my-patronus-is-a-winchester)

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weeping-daleks:

zanetehaiden:

Imagine if we lived in a world where you could see the exact date when everyone is going to die except for yourself

And then one day people start acting nice to you. Like, really nice.

write a book

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elizabethgunn:

artist-problems:

Lol sorry last non artist problem post for the night

D: *cry*

elizabethgunn:

artist-problems:

Lol sorry last non artist problem post for the night

D: *cry*

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wolfmarkz:

More Huskamoyed pics - too cute for words!

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hemmimgs:

omegleofficial:

sexlness:

landorus:

erection and election are spelled almost exactly the same and when u think about it they basically mean the same thing

a dick rising to power

wait for it

image

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dogscan:

Okay no. Fucking no. You think your sandwich is cute with peanut butter and jelly hearts, fucker? Well you’ll change your mind once you put it together and try to eat it. First you’ll get a mouthful of just bread and disappointment, then when you take another bite your mouth will be assaulted by copious the amounts of sticky peanut butter and sugary jelly and there won’t be enough bread to save you from it. A sandwich like that is what failure tastes like. The pb and j may be shaped like hearts but there’s no love in that sandwich. It’s about balance. Life needs balance, and so does your fucking sandwich. You disgust me. Don’t talk to me until you know how to make a proper sandwich.

dogscan:

Okay no. Fucking no. You think your sandwich is cute with peanut butter and jelly hearts, fucker? Well you’ll change your mind once you put it together and try to eat it. First you’ll get a mouthful of just bread and disappointment, then when you take another bite your mouth will be assaulted by copious the amounts of sticky peanut butter and sugary jelly and there won’t be enough bread to save you from it. A sandwich like that is what failure tastes like. The pb and j may be shaped like hearts but there’s no love in that sandwich. It’s about balance. Life needs balance, and so does your fucking sandwich. You disgust me. Don’t talk to me until you know how to make a proper sandwich.

(Source: music-singing-sun)

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