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The Scariest Monsters Are in Our Heads


actualmenacebuckybarnes:

clvbpenguin:

deadmarks:

lorenzo-drums:

This is what it’s like when I go on someone’s blog and a playlist starts playing. 

how the fuck did they film that scene 

they threw a radio at his face

therailz:

when you fuck up and realize there’s nothing you can do so you just accept it

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jesliey:

homosaurus-rex:

homosaurus-rex:

It’s actually a good thing that the zombie apocalypse starts in Florida because then the zombies only have one way to go and that’s straight up into trigger happy redneck territory. I give it two weeks before monster trucks and mullets save us.

can we talk about how this is still getting notes

The funny thing is that i can not actually come up with a counter argument for this.




drinking-for-two:

I had to do a powerpoint on how to solve overpopulation in countries. My powerpoint consisted of one slide that had this gif in it.

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europhia:

your intelligence is not measured by grades




sarcasticfina:

panic-ofthrones:

I totally agree with this.

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cooldudebro:

dangergays:

just imagine your crush masturbating to the thought of you and making little moans and whispering your name and jESUS I NEED TO SIT DOWN

i wish id never signed up to this website



officialfrenchtoast:

avoiding my responsibilities like

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"Listen,
if you’re going to leave, that’s fine.
and I know you promised you wouldn’t
seven months ago while I was crying
into your neck but I also know that
sometimes it rains even when it’s not
supposed to and sometimes boys
kiss girls they shouldn’t and we tear
flowers out of the ground just to watch
them die and things change,
so I understand if you’re done,
but please, when you’re packing all your
old sweaters and books, don’t forget
to take all your three AM phone calls,
and photographs where we’re smiling
so wide it looks like we’ve never known
that feeling in the pit of your stomach
when someone screams “I don’t love you
anymore.”
Take back every kiss, every night you
fell asleep next to me, every poem I
wrote you, every song you sang to
me, every “I love you more fight,”
every shock I felt in my skin when
you brushed against me.
I was never scared of ghosts until you
left but now I see you everywhere and
god if you’re going to kill me please
just do it quickly because I see you
in everything and it’s making it hard
to breathe"

I won’t say I miss you but I think my mother knows anyway (via foxefire)



Yes I'm different. I'm stubborn, weird, crazy, loud and all these other things. Don't judge me before you get to know me.





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