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catholicnun:

i want to talk to you but im ugly

pimpdaddytavros:

i want to be rebellious but i dont want to get in trouble  

izuzu:

peachberrylove:

aph-lovelies:

commanderofdeath:

Here. Have a cute ghost.
Drag it. It’s transparent.

jESUS CHRIST, MAN

I FUCKING SPAT OUT MY MILK OMG

YESSSSS IT IS TIME.

izuzu:

peachberrylove:

aph-lovelies:

commanderofdeath:

Here. Have a cute ghost.

Drag it. It’s transparent.

jESUS CHRIST, MAN

I FUCKING SPAT OUT MY MILK OMG

YESSSSS IT IS TIME.

someone-somewheree:

gen-tan:

xeduo:

welcome-foolishmortals:

This is going on my tumblr again.

every october

and some of the months in-between

I get it…

when the one ghost turns his head AWW HAHABAHABH<3

every day

every day

prayxr:

how to spot a cheater this is actually helpful

prayxr:

how to spot a cheater this is actually helpful

“At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare.”

Caitlin Moran (via scatteredandshining)

kricketot:

*favorite character dies*

image

beerito:

are u in love with me? no?? *slides u a chocolate pudding* how about now?

colincakes:

i dont chase after men but if he has tattoos and muscles a bitch just might power walk