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cantbae

church: “you’re going to hell!”

me:

notyourordinaryprincess12

Already there

lunarbaboon

tastefullyoffensive

(comic by Lunarbaboon)

ayeenoel

if only

haveajazzythursday

lickystickypickyzzz

So uncle Phil died yesterday. Sad.

gamechangershow

Vote For The Best Dog Picture on the Internet

The Internet may have a sworn allegiance to cats, but that doesn’t mean we’d ever forget Man’s Best Friend.

thecorcorangroup10amspecial

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For more information about today’s 10am Special, please visit corcoran.com.

fallontonight

Jimmy and Benedict Cumberbatch tried out their Alan Rickman impressions the best way they knew how…

tastefullyoffensive

New Facebook privacy options. [via]

ayeenoel

This.

lickystickypickyzzz

Hellooooooo…..

illness-and-instruments-blog

ruinedbaby

“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”

omg yes

vickified

lol yes, so then i can shave.

sa-nok

trans-seberianold

Because I’m a morbid asshole this is what I began thinking of:

You look at it nearly every day. It’s still up there, years away in fact, and that’s fine. But sometimes you watch it. You watch the number tick away and you wonder and you dream and you try not to expect too much because you know no matter what it’ll be perfect. One a year when it becomes the exact future anniversary you watch it and count down to 0 and get giddy. Only ten more years. Only seven more years. Only four more years.

Then one day you wake up. You stretch. You smile. You check. Just because. And something is wrong. All the numbers say 0. Something horrible has happened.

They’re dead.