w33d:

“THANKSGIVING MOODS” VIA banjeegirlrealness

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w33d:

THX LEGS

So which street are you on? Or do you want to meet at the intersection? UGH. WORST PICK UP LINE.

w33d:

THX LEGS

So which street are you on? Or do you want to meet at the intersection? UGH. WORST PICK UP LINE.

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ashajay:

He’s kind of my soul mate. And we totally dance the same. :)

Did someone get into the nutmeg again?

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9gag:

WTF

A few days a ago I saw this historic photograph for the first time in a book I was reading because the author was talking about how he knew the photographer personally. Since then I’ve seen 5 parodies of it on tumblr and this is the first one that made me laugh so hard I couldn’t not post it.

9gag:

WTF

A few days a ago I saw this historic photograph for the first time in a book I was reading because the author was talking about how he knew the photographer personally. Since then I’ve seen 5 parodies of it on tumblr and this is the first one that made me laugh so hard I couldn’t not post it.

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9gag:

Longer legs do not mean more attractive

This photo makes me think of my future. I’m not sure wheather to be scared or really excited by that.

9gag:

Longer legs do not mean more attractive

This photo makes me think of my future. I’m not sure wheather to be scared or really excited by that.

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genderqueer:

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Love, love, love this photo.

genderqueer:

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Love, love, love this photo.

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Her library filled her bookshelves and then overflowed into waist-high stacks of books everywhere, piled haphazardly against the walls. “Have you really read all those books in your room?” “Oh God no. I’ve maybe read a third of ‘em. But I’m going to read them all. I call it my Life’s Library. Every summer since I was little, I’ve gone to garage sales and bought all the books that looked interesting. So I always have something to read. But there is so much to do: cigarettes to smoke, sex to have, swings to swing on. I’ll have more time for reading when I’m old and boring.’
Looking for Alaska (via champagnethursdays) (via libraryland) (via wallflowering)
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wallflowering:

occasionally, life is a horror movie, and I’m often the stupid bitch who gets surprised by the serial killer whilst in the shower.

Or the monster waiting for me when I’m ready for a shower.

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