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Sweet Seals For You, Always
Product Placement
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almost home
noise dept.
$LAYYYTER
Stranger Things
Andulka
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Peter Solarz
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Not today Justin
JBB: An Artblog!
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@darrencrisstastic
There may be a kiss in Civil War. But I bet you can’t guess which characters it’s between.
Anthony Russo (via teamcaps)
I can’t say for sure who it will be, but I am sure about 2 things:
1.) it will be heterosexual
2.) it will disappoint me
(via sidgenos)
Look out George R.R. Martin. (via s1nclare)
I always hate it when people are all “so do you go to school, or are you working, or” and I either have to
make up some lie, or
eventually get around to “I am not working because of depression/anxiety,” and subsequently have to deal with whatever bullshit-riddled and completely unsolicited opinions on mental illness this stranger feels obligated to share with me.
So my therapist was like, “You don’t have to do either. You can just say you haven’t worked in a while because you’re recovering from an illness.”
I tried it when the home inspector was here today, and it fucking worked. He was like, “oh, I’m sorry, are you doing better now,” and I’m like yeah, and don’t worry, it’s not contagious, awkward laugh, and we moved on.
MY THERAPIST. IS A GENIUS. Because it is an illness, so it’s not a lie to say that, and it’s also none of his business to know specifically what it is, and I clearly don’t want to give more details, so we should move on from this topic. MY THERAPIST IS A GODDAMN GENIUS.
Dude I needed this. I never know what to say when people ask if I work because I’m severely disabled and don’t work.
Passionate human Dorito talking about food.
How is Disney gonna preach “work hard and your dreams will come true” when Sharpay & Ryan worked almost their whole lives to be on top but then Gabriella & Troy showed up not even able to two step with their boring ass acoustic versions of every single song and stole the spotlight Sharpay and Ryan are supposed to be the villains like…okay work
Yeah but Sharpay and Ryan were mean
its not called best friends musical
RIVETING. A MUST-SEE FILM!
Stop trying to make it seem like you give a shit about the working class, Hillary.
tag yourself as obama with icecream
Never not reblogging this.
Never ever.
now talk at me while I eat.
Never.
I was just thinking about this the other day. Classic.
Still one of my all-time favorite posts.
This is just classic, cracky Klaine fandom.
My bdff and I made this video yesterday of some cosplayer at the LBM from Saturday.
Here Are Some People Who Are Very Confused About What “No Makeup” Looks Like
Woman: wearing foundation, powder, blush, bronzer, highlight, false lashes, mascara, nude lipstick, brow powder eyeshadow
Man: she doesn’t have red lipstick on so that means no makeup
like 3 of them are wearing very visible winged eyeliner i’m screaming
the three generations of fanfic:
livejournal, fanfiction.net and ao3 which one were you?
All 3 and more
Erryday I’m rebloggin
Sometimes, I hate the rule
Aww haha you know, you don’t have to reblog every time.
yes you do
Man, I haven’t reblogged this in a while.
aunt may does right by her nephew.
oh my god this is adorable
Clinton will lose by a landslide to Trump. Sanders will win by a landslide.
VOTE FOR BERNIE IN THE PRIMARIES, HTTP://VOTEFORBERNIE.ORG WILL TELL YOU HOW
Who wants to hear how I rekted a straight boys ego in gym class today? Because in really fucking proud rn
*is waiting*
*cracks knuckles* okay nerds listen the fuck up.
So I’m in a special gym class for the swim team, so it’s coed with the boys and girls swim team for my school. It’s leg day, and I was setting up my rack for squats. Now I don’t usually go hard in gym because I don’t fucking care and I’m a 3 season athlete, I don’t actually need extra fuxking exercise. I only put maybe 10 pounds on the bar, and this fucking twig looking punk ass comes from fucking nowhere and starts laughing. Mind you I’m taller than fucking everyone in this class, I towered over this twerp. I ask him why he’s laughing, and he says, WITH A STRAIGHT FACE, “Women are so weak” and I almost decked his ass right then but I bite my tongue. For no fucking reason he decided to continue, “Why are women even in sports, they can’t do anything! What’s your max, 50 pounds?” And all his friends are laughing and telling him how cool this he is. So I challenge him to a squatting challenge, I want to see how much weight he can squat. He’s all reluctant now, saying how that wasn’t safe for me, how I might hurt myself, but my swim coach comes from behind and says she would like to see it so he’s like “Fine, whatever, if you get hurt it ain’t my fault.”
He proceeds to put fucking 100 pounds on, my ass is trying not to laugh because wow that’s “a lot”, and the whole time he is struggling, groaning and making gross ass male noises, and only got 4 reps in. He sets it back on the rack and looks at me with this fucking smirk, surrounded by his douche group, and omg I’m about to just drop kick his ass, and he does that stupid hand motion towards the rack. I walk over and my team members ask me how much I want. I tell them to double it. Everyone stops and my coach is smiling cause she knows how much I can squat. My teammates are like “… Are you sure?” And I tell them how I’m fucking ready. So they put 100 more pounds on, making it now 200 pounds, and I tell them to back off. I then walk over and add 50 more pounds, the whole time looking at this white trash. He looks like a dead man, crusty lookin ass about to pass out. The bar now has 250 pounds, and I get 15 reps in. I set it down and I walk up to him, not having broken a sweat, and just pat him on the cheek before continuing on with my workout. My teammates are all freaking out, telling me how cool that was and how they never knew, but the boys team looks like they’re going to cry. I’m really fucking sore but I regret nothing.
That’s the story how I went up in weight for my squat with the pure determination of breaking up fuckbois dreams @ask-elizabeth-holly-hamilton
Okay I was looking back on this because we were maxing today and my coach said that wasn’t my max and I’m like??? What, and I realized I never accounted for the bar, so that makes total weight was 295.
me: *catches myself being judgmental* me to me: i did not raise u this way
