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Damn, Target, who passed you the salt?

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Our birthday never gets celebrated so why should anyone else be celebrated?

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OH SHIT.

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WATCH THIS

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I just went from having 0 feelings either negative or positive about Taylor Lautner and after watching this and with no other knowledge of him as a person I fully believe that he is a gift to humanity if for nothing other than this single contribution.

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the greatest love story ever

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this went somewhere i was not expecting

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The world @ America.

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So many things kill me in this video:

1. How she just tappin random buttons in the beginning

2. How she says “I am confusion”

3. The way she says “explain”

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I thought I’d lost this forever. I will forever reblog.

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Lmfao. I love this woman.

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WHO MADE THIS MOST PERFECT VIDEO? I MUST KNOW!

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WHAT IS THIS PERFECTION?!

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Sterek AU — Vampire!Stiles ↳ in which Derek’s pack sniff out the two vampire siblings on the run on their territory

► Within Temptation – The Howling ( pre-story )

Out of the frying pan and into the fire, Stiles thinks to himself as his gaze darts between the giant wolves surrounding them. He can feel the heat of their bodies like a physical presence as they close in, the sound of their fast-pumping hearts annoyingly loud in him sensitive ears. They smell of fresh kill, but it wasn’t human.

Lydia’s grip tightens around him to the point where it would’ve hurt if he was a fragile human boy. As it is, he stands solid on his good leg while trying to come up with a plan how to fight off six freaking werewolves when his other leg hasn’t had the time to heal.

Another hour and the gray slick-looking one would’ve been dead already.

The black wolf right in front of them steps out of the formation, growling deeply through its bared teeth. Stiles lowers his chin and snarls, extending his own fangs despite knowing a fight would kill him. The blood on his lips is dry and so are his insides: he needs to feed, or his leg will never heal enough to run. But even then: they’ll never be able to outrun a pack this big.

He wants to tell his sister that it’ll be okay, that they’ll be safe soon, but he can’t lie. He can only glare at the beast before him, waiting for it to leap and snap its jaws at their jugulars. But the wolf doesn’t attack; it fixes its stare on Stiles and lets its eyes light up in a bright color.

Red. Stiles’ mouth nearly waters at the sight.

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This is my homeless friend, Sean. My children and I have known him for several years and taken him food, clothes, and blankets. Sean is Special Needs. He can’tread or write and sounds like an 8 year old child when he talks. He recently told me that he is here because he got lost and can’t find his way home. He was on a Greyhound Bus to visit someone and got on the wrong bus at a rest stop. He’s been lost ever since. He thinks he’s from Springfield, Missouri. Someone has to be looking for him. He’s such a harmless, gentle soul. Please pray for him.

if anyone has seen this brother of our’s please message and let her know where you might have seen him https://www.facebook.com/trisha.hippselsharkawy

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Ladies and gentlemen….a spring-loaded dick in a box from the 1800s. It made for a great gift

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humanity’s sense of humour has not progressed much in the last hundred years

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i literally had no idea what color “strawberry blonde” was but i looked it up and i dont know what i expected

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You know what will really mess you up?

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WHY DID YOU FUCKING DO THAT CANDY

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Android ASUNA modeling a costume by Chloma at an event for SSTV x Ghost In the Shell’s 25th Anniversary at the National Museum of Emerging Science and Innovation.