July 24, 2014


this is an actual picture of how my favorite characters are made


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July 24, 2014

Iggy Azalea (Karen), Amber Rose (Gretchen), Ed Sheeren (Cady), and Waka Flocka Flame (Regina) reenact the phone call scene in Mean Girls.

(Source: smaries)

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July 24, 2014



I’m sorry I still think he’s attractive


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July 24, 2014


glad im not the only weeaboo in hollywood

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July 24, 2014




an entire meme condensed into two words

the game

fuck,f FUCK

(Source: heavysmoved)

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July 24, 2014



…She always had been a curious girl. 

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July 24, 2014


"If the protagonist is queer, and the story doesn’t revolve around romance, then why is the protagonist queer in the first place if it’s largely irrelevant? I’m simply curious"

If the protagonist is straight, and the story doesn’t revolve around romance, then why is the protagonist straight in the first place if it’s largely irrelevant? I’m simply curious

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July 24, 2014




once upon a time, in Japan…. *white characters*

this takes place in Africa… *white characters*

our story starts in the Middle East… *white characters*

Long ago in Europe… *white characters* “for historical accuracy”

say it again they didnt hear you

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July 24, 2014


Shout out to muscular men that are still kinda chubby

Y’all are slept on so much but idk why

That lumberjack build does things to me

I like knowing I can cuddle with you but you can still fuck someone up

(Source: wittsandtitts)

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July 24, 2014








*prepares party popper*

*nervously shakes the party popper*

*slowly falls asleep with the party popper*

*has a wonderful night with the party popper*

*gets married to the party popper*

It’s a beautiful evening in February. My wife and I are sitting at the fireplace, when suddenly a terrible image appears on the screen of my computer.

My wife looks at me. As I look in her terrified, cardboard eyes, filled with tears, she takes a deep breath, before saying with her shivering voice “It’s what you’ve always wanted, dear. Do it.” My hands start shaking and a lone tear rolls down my cheek. “I can’t, honey. I’m not like that anymore.” “I will do it.” a small voice behind us says. As I turn around, my eyes cross with my son; our son. “You don’t have to do this, Benedict.” I say, as I hold his hands.

Ignoring what I told him, young Benedict Popper-Are Optional holds my wife’s cardboard body in one hand, and her long, beautiful string in the other. With tears in my eyes, I turn my head away. A loud pop sounds behind me and I watch in terror as I see my wife’s confetti spread across the room.

"It’s what you’ve always wanted, dad…" my son says, putting his small, cardboard hand on my shoulder. "Yes," I say, "but not like this… Never like this…"

what the actual fuck

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