predator's shit.

thisdaysux:

You actually don’t even have to introduce yourself if you don’t want to, i don’t need an a/s/l, we don’t have to do the “hey whats up” “not much you?” thing, you can just say “so at school yesterday this idiot said…” in my ask box and I will gladly converse with you. Like seriously I will just talk to you like we’re best friends.

(via melons0da)

digitallyimpaired:

sasammygirl:

digitallyimpaired:

how many boy even are there

Probably like 3 boy

maybe

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rneerkat:

the rough neighborhoods of italy are called the spaghetto

(via sorry)

drdavidbrinner:

A message to everyone who’s ever sent me anon love

the next time you get a snack out of a vending machine I hope the thingy  goes for too long and you get TWO instead

(via mitunas-choice-rump)

suntoobrightinherlosingeyes:

my friend just made the typo ‘the walking dad’ and like

just a dad walking across a lonely deserted landscape, the ground cracked and sandy from drought. he tucks his pipe into the chest pocket of his red flannel shirt. ‘son,’ he says. ‘how was school.’ but there is no one else around. he continues walking. the walking dad.

(via airred)

so driving back from the city yesterday, i get a random text from what appears to be a middle school boy that texted the wrong number.

feather-broa:

knttygrrl:

n0dlove:

willinoise:

^lil playa~~

so does this make me a fucked up individual or

YOU ARE MY FAVORITE PERSON IN THE WORLD

I LITERALLY COULD NOT NOT REBLOG THIS. 

I’VE BEEN LAUGHING AT THIS FOR FOREVER.

(via youmustbened-starks-bastard)

varldslighet:

awkward-syndr0me:

So for our end of the year paper we had to write a 2 page essay on how we thought Romeo and Juliette could have avoided the entire situation after they first met. Instead i procrastinated  on Tumblr and turned this in.

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