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septetteforaspookyprincess:

when you accidentally step on a bee

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welcome-to-my-life13:

trustingtranscendant:



Reblogging again in the span of 2 minutes

welcome-to-my-life13:

trustingtranscendant:

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Reblogging again in the span of 2 minutes

spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace:

I read the tweet, and then I read the username.

spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace:

I read the tweet, and then I read the username.

markruffalo:

mamalaz:

The Avengers as a Western

Steve is the Sheriff. Clint is his deputy. Tony is the Blacksmith. Natasha runs the Saloon. Bruce is the physician with a split personality and Thor gets into a hell of a lot of tavern brawls.

Together, however, they manage to bring order to the once corrupt town of Triskelion.

Remember The Avengers as a 70s Cop Drama? A Western might be cooler.

iwriteaboutfeminism:

Police keep everyone on the sidewalk while the allied group continues protesting.

September 28th

nedsseveredhead:

I feel so proud when friends tell me their parents like me. Like damn right they do, I am a delight.

lenabeanz:

Today on “why do all of these images relate perfectly to the situations they are meant to describe this website is so fucking weird”

peacemaker11:

a-study-in-oddities:

la-hire-ships-it:

notyouraveragepornblog:

blasianxbri:

mamamorgantayl0r:

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This is beautiful. And on the topic of sleepovers and kids getting stuck in uncomfortable situations: My mom and I had a code, ever since my first sleepover. I would always call home to say goodnight, and if I asked “How is the cat doing?”, it meant that I wasn’t comfortable and I wanted her to pick me up. I did use this code a few times, and whenever I did, my mom came up with the excuses for me. I was never stuck at a sleepover I didn’t want to be at - and as a child with anxiety and social phobia, this was a great system.

posts like these are the reason i love tumblr

Once, I was at a friend’s birthday party, and they began to play strip poker and 7 minutes in heaven and immature stuff like that. I am the biggest virgin that you’ve ever known, so I pretended like my phone was vibrating, punched in my mom’s speed dial, and when she answered, I said “Hey mom, whatcha need? *Pause* oh, okay. So I have to come home now? Yeah, sorry, I’ll clean my room right when I get there. *pause* ten minutes? Okay, that works. See ya.” and she understood exactly what I wanted, and she came and picked me up, and even scolded me in front of my friends for ‘not cleaning my room’. I’ve used this so many times, it isn’t funny. My mom is so understanding each time.

And now I must hug my mother and post 5 million mom appreciation posts.

(hugs this)

kenway:

uzujusttoodamnfresh:

tiny-green-box:

kenway:

the southern US genuinely scares me like my map of ‘states i will willingly go to for college’ looks more or less like

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if you’re coming to the us this is a good travel guide fyi <3

thats pretty ignorant tbh 

so are the racist and prejudiced people who live in those areas

theblackparty:

alishaisclassy:

alishaisclassy:

News say “unarmed man.”

That’s a child.

They say he stole candy. A baby. You kill a child over stolen candy? That’s probably worth $3.

We are just kids. Smh
Black kids.

Cashier called in and said he didn’t steal candy and that they didn’t call the police. Supposedly him and a friend were walking in the middle of the street going home and a cop told them to move, shot him from his car, and then got out and shot him again. His body was out for 5 hours and they didn’t let his mother ID the body.

reading all of this hurts.