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Deacon Frost’s interior designer

[starofhisheart]

Happy pride to those 5 seconds where Charlie Swan thought Jacob was coming out to him in the most insane way possible

[milk5]

The science behind THC + alcohol as a combination is literally soo interesting because it basically causes the crimson red duckling in your body to confront the serpent in the bronze vessel of your heart. Basically you feel good because the duckling is able to eat the harmonious seeds stored within the vessel and transfer these positive energies into your body. You can have bad highs when this happens if the duckling awakens the serpent and it bites the duckling. The interesting part is when you ingest alcohol after THC because it floods the vessel and causes the serpent to fall into a deep sleep. The duckling never gets attacked by the serpent when this happens because it is unconscious and the duckling is actually able to get fat from the harmonious seed, which causes an enjoyable sensation.

[loveridden1999]

"they've had intercourse" "i know that i'm asking if they've kissed"

[loveridden1999]

i think abt this a lot

[ruerock]

reassuring dialogue with my friend from today

[painstation-deactivated20181026]

[sugarpkts]

[sugarpkts]

jeopardy prompt

[diagonalist]

[tvguts]

i know i’m biased because i’m 12 at heart and i think everything he does is funny but my little brother put together a last-minute “time traveler” costume for halloween which comprised solely of this homemade WW3 draft card and i think every single aspect of it is absolutely fucking hilarious

[solarsyrup]

always some kind of fucking temperature

[powerburial]

i love all that old testament stuff where god was like i dare you to kill that baby

[horrorgifs]

BLADE (1998) dir. Stephen Norrington

[memewhore]

[hungwy]

(Goes outside) oh God. It's just like trees.com and bugs.com

[campyvillain]

i need those 3 bears and ten thousand rats more than ever.

[thequantumranger]

Blade (1998)

[badassdemonsword]

completely obsessed with this image

[grimeclown]

If i was a sickly little peasant boy designated by the aristocracy to carry messages back and forth for pennies and you found me against our citys outer wall with a deep wound in my chest from a musket ball and a letter cluthed in my hand and i told you that my dying wish was to have someone read that letter to me so i would know i died for something important and you open it up and you find a single large illustrated diagram of an onion would you tell me what it was? What would you say?

[onceuponatimeinerebor]

this is the content I stick around for. you can't find shit like this on twitter.