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justrubicon:

theactorsmind:

raeloganthemephilesfangirl:

charlottec21:

I love it how when Snape draws out his wand there are audible gasps but when Mcgonagall draws her wand there people are screaming out of the way.

They just know better.

damn snape is piss-OH MOTHERFUCKING SHIT, MOVE OUT, CLEAR THE WAY, MCGONAGALL IS PISSED.

Snape had fear. McGonogall has respect.

justrubicon:

theactorsmind:

raeloganthemephilesfangirl:

charlottec21:

I love it how when Snape draws out his wand there are audible gasps but when Mcgonagall draws her wand there people are screaming out of the way.

They just know better.

damn snape is piss-OH MOTHERFUCKING SHIT, MOVE OUT, CLEAR THE WAY, MCGONAGALL IS PISSED.

Snape had fear. McGonogall has respect.

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cherrychublicious92:

clockingcreativity:

meetmeincalifornia:

artemisfowlstolemysoul:

bronephreinel:

 Imagine Person A singing “You are my sunshine” as Person B slowly dies in their arms

what THE FUCK 

I DIDN’T FUCKING NEED THAT RIGHT NOW

FUCK YOU

imagine if person b sung it to comfort person a

YOU’RE NOT HELPING.

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hemmosauce:

taking-the-hobbit-to-erebor:

babyferaligator:

picassojawbone:

this show is for little kids but it is the funniest shit I have ever seen

whats that mythbusters dude doin

is this attack on titan

once in art class my teacher played this on the projector for a full hour 

hemmosauce:

taking-the-hobbit-to-erebor:

babyferaligator:

picassojawbone:

this show is for little kids but it is the funniest shit I have ever seen

whats that mythbusters dude doin

is this attack on titan

once in art class my teacher played this on the projector for a full hour 

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snowdor:

commander-butts:

commander-butts:

I’m gonna start watching Game of Thrones LET’S FUCKIN DO THIS

ISN’T THAT BLONDE CHICK HIS SI STER? ?

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selenophobic:

gotthewholeuniverse:

shigeako:

deanismypatronass:

songofages:

kirstin-nicole-speirs:

The difference between ten and eleven

Ten just suffered from massive second hand embarrassment.

most times Eleven was the embarrassment

that last one killed me ^

Did you have to use the term second-hand, though.

This is Ten we’re talking about.

Oh my god you said the thing

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penis-hilton:

hugcartel:

why is the mom telling her daughter she’s ready to shave?

why is the mom calling her daughter mom

penis-hilton:

hugcartel:

why is the mom telling her daughter she’s ready to shave?

why is the mom calling her daughter mom

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youtubebabes:

desillusional:

desillusional:

so i was wearing this today 

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and it felt kinda familiar so i adjusted the shirt

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put my hair down and accessorized

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BOOM KIM POSSIBLE 

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OMG WHY IS THIS GETTING NOTES

because you actually look like a hella attractive accurate version of kim possible

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rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”
On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 
Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 
This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”

On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 

Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. 
I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 

This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

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officialalltimelow:

lumos5001:

categoryfourkaiju:

brimmy21:

orcinus-equus:


nneeeuuhhhuehuehue


IT TOOK ME TOO LONG TO GET THIS AND WHEN I DID I CRIED. NO. DO NOT DO THAT TO ME.

What does this mean I don’t get it at all o.O

stay ignorant

if you want to know the truth watch this informative video

oh god

officialalltimelow:

lumos5001:

categoryfourkaiju:

brimmy21:

orcinus-equus:

nneeeuuhhhuehuehue

IT TOOK ME TOO LONG TO GET THIS AND WHEN I DID I CRIED. NO. DO NOT DO THAT TO ME.

What does this mean I don’t get it at all o.O

stay ignorant

if you want to know the truth watch this informative video

oh god

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lukasuka:

AM I SUPPOSED TO BE LAUGHING AT THE DOG OR THE BALD GUY

lukasuka:

AM I SUPPOSED TO BE LAUGHING AT THE DOG OR THE BALD GUY

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equisollux:

zombiecthulu:

basedkuroko:

my friend is hiding under this bean bag in the library so he doesnt have to go to PE

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the only way you can see him is if you get on the floor behind the bean bag and see the light of his phone

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I bet he’s on Tumblr

I am

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andiamburdenedwithgloriousfeels:

rampaigehalseyface:

itsamultifandomthing:

barackfuckingobama:

thepokeyhokey:

#steve is like what #someone’s playing galaga #wait i don’t know what galaga is #shit what if it’s important #is it a sport #is it a band #is it a board game #like monopoly #(thank god they still have monopoly) #god i’d better just look #it’s behind me isn’t it #there is nothing behind me #GOSH DARN IT 21ST CENTURY

I like how many parts of the movie you realize Thor, Steve, and Loki really do not know what the fuck is going on.

I just want a movie with Thor, Steve and Loki attempting to figure out this century. LIke, no action, no adventure, no explosions. Just wifi.

And then every so often Tony shows up and just rolls his eyes as Loki screams at the toaster, demanding for it to surrender his breakfast.

You guys really just want an Avengers sitcom, don’t you

yes

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terrakion:

alt-j:

michaxl:

gf: babe come over

me: i cant im doing gymnastics on the top of mt everest

gf: my parents are out ;)

me:

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IS HE OKAY??!!!!?

yes hes with his girlfriend now

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