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Be You.👅
I remember crying over you and I lost so many tears. Now I’m here and I don’t know why I ever cared so much about you.
sad-idol (via sad-idol)

snorlaxatives:

7 billion people, 14 billion ass cheeks

mausspace:

weirdtrip:

he looks so pleased
"oh look. look at this apple. it me"

horf horf horf

mausspace:

weirdtrip:

he looks so pleased

"oh look. look at this apple. it me"

horf horf horf

bl-ossomed:

lucifers-ladyy:

wereallalittle-mad:

zazzybuttcheeks:

plur-panda:





aw shit get it wednesday

HA! I almost forgot to reblog this today 

Every Wednesday from now on. 

Its wednesday yo


this never comes on my dash at the right time anymore :( i think i went two weeks without it and now i’m reblogging it on a thursday

GOD DAMN YES FINALLY BLOGGED IT ON A WEDNESDAY

Love

reblog this every Wednesday not even kidding

bl-ossomed:

lucifers-ladyy:

wereallalittle-mad:

zazzybuttcheeks:

plur-panda:

aw shit get it wednesday

HA! I almost forgot to reblog this today 

Every Wednesday from now on. 

Its wednesday yo

this never comes on my dash at the right time anymore :( i think i went two weeks without it and now i’m reblogging it on a thursday

GOD DAMN YES FINALLY BLOGGED IT ON A WEDNESDAY

Love

reblog this every Wednesday not even kidding

thejamesboyle:

lahijadelrey:

americanapparel:

John F. Kennedy as a teenager.

I can see why Marilyn fucked him.

I can see why I am going to time machine backwards and fuck him.

thejamesboyle:

lahijadelrey:

americanapparel:

John F. Kennedy as a teenager.

I can see why Marilyn fucked him.

I can see why I am going to time machine backwards and fuck him.

discovers:

<3
hashpaw:

yourscientistfriend:

dark-of-the-void:

Next Time You’ll Know Better
Have you ever walked into a room and found a vampire?
No, not the sexy kind, but a foul creature with bony limbs and ashen skin? The kind that snarls as you enter, like a beast about to pounce? The kind that roots you to the spot with its sunken, hypnotic eyes, rendering you unable to flee as you watch the hideous thing uncoil from the shadows? Has your heart started racing though your legs refuse to? Have you felt time slow as the creature crosses the room in the darkness of a blink?
Have you shuddered with fear when it places one clawed hand atop your head and another under your chin so it can tilt you, exposing your neck? Have you squirmed as its rough, dry tongue slides down your cheek, over your jaw, to your throat, in a slithering search that’s seeking your artery? Have you felt its hot breath release in a hiss against your skin when it probes your pulse—the flow that leads to your brain? Has its tongue rested there, throbbing slightly as if savoring the moment? Have you then experienced a sinking, sucking blackness as you discover that not all vampires feed on blood—some feed on memories?
Well, have you?
Maybe not. But let me rephrase the question:
Have you ever walked into a room and suddenly forgotten why you came in?

This took me a second

FUCK ITS BACK

hashpaw:

yourscientistfriend:

dark-of-the-void:

Next Time You’ll Know Better

Have you ever walked into a room and found a vampire?

No, not the sexy kind, but a foul creature with bony limbs and ashen skin? The kind that snarls as you enter, like a beast about to pounce? The kind that roots you to the spot with its sunken, hypnotic eyes, rendering you unable to flee as you watch the hideous thing uncoil from the shadows? Has your heart started racing though your legs refuse to? Have you felt time slow as the creature crosses the room in the darkness of a blink?

Have you shuddered with fear when it places one clawed hand atop your head and another under your chin so it can tilt you, exposing your neck? Have you squirmed as its rough, dry tongue slides down your cheek, over your jaw, to your throat, in a slithering search that’s seeking your artery? Have you felt its hot breath release in a hiss against your skin when it probes your pulse—the flow that leads to your brain? Has its tongue rested there, throbbing slightly as if savoring the moment? Have you then experienced a sinking, sucking blackness as you discover that not all vampires feed on blood—some feed on memories?

Well, have you?

Maybe not. But let me rephrase the question:

Have you ever walked into a room and suddenly forgotten why you came in?

This took me a second

FUCK ITS BACK

discovers:

dw i know

discovers:

dw i know