zaynandharrypls:

Beyonce makes me wanna go get ready for no reason

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thequeerclone:

the fact that there have no leaked nudes in my dashboard proves that i’m following the right people

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thepunkrocker:

thescentofsouls:

I’ll respect your opinion as long as your opinion doesn’t disrespect my existence.

THIS PHRASE SHOULD BE WRITTEN EVERYWHERE AROUND THE WORLD.

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wwolfparty:

when you really hate the fuck out of someone but you cant say shit because everyone else loves them and you know deep down in your cold dead heart that they’re a terrible person

image

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vi9:

slaughterhouse-ninetwofive:

albinwonderland:

ediebrit:

oh my  god

huge trigger warning but oh my god

shots. fired.

No…no… Comedy central unfortunately hit the nail on the year and just ouch

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colincakes:

i dont chase after men but if he has tattoos and muscles a bitch just might power walk

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Anonymous said: 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.

"anyway, whatever i guess."

— me, probably, about some complex personal emotional problem  (via geeses)

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deathbymorning:

eggsnogging:

in my senior drama class i had to play gordon ramsay for a film project but we could only film in school so we had to try to find a closed off room to use. the thing is the room wasn’t exactly soundproof and apparently someone heard us and that’s the story of how the vice principal and four freshmen walked in on me wearing a chef’s hat and yelling at my friend because her squid was so raw i could still hear it telling spongebob to fuck off

did you get an A

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eliaes:

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