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queenoftheconfettiparade:

I can’t draw, but I’m on summer break and have no friends yet 

SO give me something to do

I don’t expect a lot but just in case I’m setting the limit of May 25th, sorry if you get this afterwards.

Have your submission boxes open loves. 





sluttyoliveoil:

onlylolgifs:

Macaroni being made

make it rain


v3n0m0us:

cleophatrajones:

dancedevindance:

jupiterl0ve:

like i just need this on my blog.

The Smoothest nigga in the video.

Best part

Smoothest shit ever


joaquinhighroller:

LMAO




billboard:

“Got caught up in the moment, thank goodness Khyati is okay.”

- Miguel

have you ever caught someone staring at you and wondered what they’re thinking about like if it’s something positive or negative if it’s a passing thought or a long internal string of things if they’re even thinking about you at all or you just happen to be in the line of sight while their mind drifts off about something completely unrelated




beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”


henryandhisbrain:

Dear Yahoo,

If you would like Tumblr users to like you, remove the post limit and word limit on messages.

If you place ads on our dash or charge for use every month, there will be a war. You have an army. We have a hulk.

Regards

Tumblr Users



teapayne:

I’ve been 18+ since I was 12




selfdoubtandsyphilis:

dankestrnemes:

do animals think in english or in the sounds they make

this is what yahoo paid $1.1 billion for










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