mrs-jamie-wellerstein:

writebastard:

aragorn1379:

ginjaninja3716:

commandereyebrows:

chachipistachis:

theamericankid:

Tumblr needs more of this….whatever this is.

Is this the same artist who made the original for this

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how women actually are

OH MY GOD IF I DON’T EVER REBLOG THIS IT’S PROBABLY BECAUSE I’M DEAD

mother fuckin macys sale

Her name is Doris. Here’s the artist. And here’s more
Doris:

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I have a physical need to reblog this every time.

(via swordonyx)

boychic:

“im not racist i hate everyone equally” yeah, hey buddy how’s the sixth grade goin

(via untexting)

hidingfromthecobras:

kiss-da-girl:

sageonyx:

justdilla:

Bless whoever made this.

*Cries real tears*

Nothing feels better than proving them wrong

Dreams come true. Don’t let what anyone says stop you.

(via confirmance)

gold:

legalwifi:

bastille:

trust:

legalmexican:

nice-wig-janis:

shitpostmemeboy:

dogmemes:

hoodbypussy:

Évolution inversée

he looked old for 14

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”
― Pablo Picasso

(via untexting)

I’m nearly crying

ralphcanwreckme:

because I had this awesome password journal as a kid

but it was a bitch to open because you had to say the password the same way every time

so after a while I gave up on it and never tried to open it again

but today I was cleaning my room and found it

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so I decided to open it, thinking that it contained old journal entries or drawings from when I was a kid

but I don’t know the password anymore and it didn’t even have any batteries

so I thought maybe unscrewing the back would open it

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ha

haha

nope

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so now I have to deal with all these wires and gears and shit and end up unscrewing more things and breaking some stuff too

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finally I get in

and it’s fucking empty

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but I notice the little compartment thingy and open it

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there was a folded up piece of paper inside

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and I can’t stop laughing because I worked so hard to get into the thing and past me is just like

past me u little shit

“now fuck off”

(via confirmance)

dilemmemily:

one time we got a new kid in fifth grade and he walks right in and sticks his hand under the stapler and staples his hand and just looks at the teacher and goes “I’m going to the nurse” and leaves

(via denigrator)

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