palstagram:

fun game: drink every time shirtless harry styles shows up on your dash. die of alcohol poisoning so you’ll never have to deal with harry styles again 

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onenuraisya:

tylerfucklin:

can you imagine if someone sent you a list of all the reasons why they love you.

why would i want blank paper

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whiteboywaves:

why would you ask for nudes. go turn off safe search and google titties wtf stone age bitches can’t work a internet

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shego:

true friendship is skyping but not talking to each other the entire time

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1500hp:

enough about me lets talk about your money

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snowysula:

what a fucked up society we live in that we shame people both for having and for not having sex

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sherlockisthenight:

50-shades-of-thorin:

deppsex:

but why would you even give him the waterbed

he had scissors

for hands

scissors

I LOVE HOW THIS DOESN’T EVEN MENTION WHAT IT’S ABOUT BUT EVERYONE KNOWS.

who else has fucking scissors for hands

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psilentasincjelli:

If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet

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