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un-leished:

pools r cool, buns r fun. 
this is meeee

aviculor:

clannyphantom:

why do teenage boys go through that phase where they just imitate female moaning noises

it’s the only way they can hear it

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perks-of-5-seconds-of-summer:

He looks like that hot mysterious guy from school that everyone thinks is really weird but he’s actually just super misunderstood and then you end up together and hes all sweet and says shit like, “I’ll never let anyone hurt you.” and holy fuck don’t touch me.

hollabackluke:

You never appreciate 5sos being in the same timezone as you until they’re not anymore 

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allhailthehutch:

Taking naked pictures of yourself does not make you a bad person. People who share them without your permission are bad people.

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un-leished:

so peaceful
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taces:

"across cultures, darker people suffer most. why?"
Andre 3000 at Lollapalooza, August 2, 2014
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Anonymous: What's the most illegal thing you ever did?

almanzapedia:

At Stanford there was this Professor who was a total bitch and she taught British Literature, which was cool. Except she taught only her opinions of the books and it didn’t help me as a writer. I went to school to learn new things to improve my craft, not have someone else’s opinions carved onto my forehead.

So anyway, for our final project, she asked us to write a ten page paper on why the color symbolism in Othello was so significant. I did some research and it turned out that she did her entire graduate thesis on this very subject. I was mad. This wasn’t teaching, this was boosting her ego. SO I wrote a ten page essay on why color symbolism in Othello wasn’t significant, satirizing it to the point of no return, saying that her opinion was an opinion and shouldn’t be taken seriously.

SHe failed me, needless to say. So in retaliation, I responded by baking a batch of brownies laced with weed and laxatives and delivered them myself to the professor hours before her big graduation speech. I told her that it was a peace offering, my way of apologizing and asking if I could do anything to fix my grade.

She refused to fix my grade.

In the end, she shit herself on stage.

I didn’t regret it.

Nothing in the world smells as good as the person you love.

Unknown (a knot in my throat now)

infinitybeginsagain

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Jennifer Lawrence in ”Serena”