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  1. I am never updating this tumblr again.

    Peace out, bitches.

  2. The Blue Whale ejaculates over 40 gallons of sperm when mating. Only 10% enters the female, and you always wondered why the sea tasted salty?

     

     

    AHAAA. OH MY GOD. Reblogging purely for the gifs.

    (Source: wang0-tang0, via a-m-85)

  3. EVEN THOUGH I KNOW THAT SIX INCHES OF SNOW IN OCTOBER WILL BE A BITCH TO SHOVEL, AND WHAT-NOT — THIS IS MY FIRST SNOWFALL IN FIVE FUCKIN’ YEARS, BITCHES!!!

  4. 
champagnesunflowers:

namdiez:

thefrogman:









(via book-cat)
THAT IS A HUGE CAT. AND THAT IS A TINY KITTEN.


DYING FROM THE CUTE. DYING. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

    champagnesunflowers:

    namdiez:

    thefrogman:

    (via book-cat)

    THAT IS A HUGE CAT. AND THAT IS A TINY KITTEN.

    DYING FROM THE CUTE. DYING. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

  5. 
gothiccharmschool:
Sometimes even batty bats need a tasty milkshake.
americangothgirl:

It’s Friday, I’m in love … with this bat eating a milkshake!
creepicrawlies:

A Bat Drinking a Milkshake



OH MY GOD!!!! *CLUTCHES HEART!!!!* ♥ ♥ ♥ PLEASE LET ME KEEP YOU!

    gothiccharmschool:

    Sometimes even batty bats need a tasty milkshake.

    americangothgirl:

    It’s Friday, I’m in love … with this bat eating a milkshake!

    creepicrawlies:

    A Bat Drinking a Milkshake

    OH MY GOD!!!! *CLUTCHES HEART!!!!* ♥ ♥ ♥ PLEASE LET ME KEEP YOU!

  6. My baby taking notes in class at NYIT.

    My baby taking notes in class at NYIT.

  7. Felix in his tutoring classroom at NYIT :)

    Felix in his tutoring classroom at NYIT :)

  8. I’M GOING TO BURN MY OLD DIARIES A.S.A.P.

AND IT WILL BE GLORIOUS.

    I’M GOING TO BURN MY OLD DIARIES A.S.A.P.

    AND IT WILL BE GLORIOUS.

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  10. Newsflash.

    Newsflash.

    (Source: snapshot-society)

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  12. After a friend forwarded a snide comment my twin sister made about me on livejournal, and then reading her “About Me” on her livejournal info page… I think my twin sister will always be defining herself by comparing herself to me, for the rest of her life, regardless of the fact that I’m thousands of miles away, and never moving back to California..

    That’s really pathetic…

    I pity her.



    Apparently, someone told my twin sister that I blamed her that my life turned to shit, and my sister, gullible as she is, believed it — okay, then. I never said that, but, believe what you want. The closest quote I ever made to that, was “she hurt me more than anyone else ever could”, on August 28th — before we had that brief moment in time of speaking again (after which it was my understanding that we were finally being civil to each other, but, this is why my expectations concerning you are so low now),which does not translate to, “she ruined my life.” My life isn’t ruined at all — I LOVE my life now. In fact, I want to THANK you, sister. If you want to throw shades of self-righteousness on yourself, though, I won’t rain on your holier-than-thou parade you’re throwing for yourself over there.


    Have fun living in mommy and daddy’s house, in your mid-twenties, while you slam other family members over livejournal after hearing the latest gossip. I’m so jealous of your lifestyle.

    If you want to know what I’m actually saying, than actually talk to me, instead of being a bitter little two-faced coward because I made my own path in life, instead of doing what you’re doing.

    Lastly — I say lastly, because this shit is too petty to actually deserve the dignity of any kind of response — as for your livejournal “About Me” remarks (— and, really? You’re stuck in the same rut of pulling the same juvenile bullshit you did with Leigha in 2006? Are you fucking kidding me?):

    “I have… an identical twin that acts nothing like me.”

    Thank God for that.

    I have a very open mind and respectful of everybody’s beliefs, and I expect the same kind of treatment. I get along with all different types of personalities, as long as you have a basic sense of right and wrong, and you’re not hurting anyone in any way.”

    “I also wholeheartedly believe that people will reap what they sow.”

    Since you compare yourself to me a lot, I thought you might like to know that I’m reaping pretty good over here. So, what are you reaping? More family gossip and hate? How nice for you. That’s great.

    Congratulations on all of your success over there, hun.

    Carry on.

    p.s. - Write this down if you have to:

    My life + my choices + my rewards + my fun + my mistakes + my lessons = NOT YOUR BUSINESS.

  13. Starting to love her.

    (via feignedchagrin)

    • Title: “In the Springtime of His Voodoo”
    • Album: Boys For Pele
    • Appearance: The Late Night Show with Conan O’Brien
    • Date: May 15, 1996

    She’s fucking amazing.

    From what I personally gather, this song sounds like it’s talking about sex, and how it’s not the end all, be all of life; that there are other priorities, and a lot of heartaches that are not as “glorified” as the act of sex, itself.

    * * * * * *

    Standin’ on a corner in Winslow, Arizona,
    and I’m quite sure I’m in the wrong song.
    Two girls, ‘65, got a piece tied up in the
    back seat —
    “Honey, we’re recovering Christians.”

    In the springtime of his voodoo,
    he was going to show me spring —
    and right there, for a minute,
    I knew you so well.

    Got an angry snatch —
    girls, you know what I mean,
    when swivelin’ that hip doesn’t do the trick.
    Me, puréed sanitarily;
    Mr. Sulu,
    warp speed! —
    warp speed! —
    in the springtime of his voodoo.

    Every road leads back to my door.
    Every road I will follow —
    every road leads back to my door.
    Got all your crosses loaded,
    and I know she’s not that
    foxy, boys.
    I said, I know she’s not that
    foxy, but
    you gotta owe something, sometimes.
    You gotta owe when you’re your momma’s sunshine.
    You’ve got to give something, sometimes,
    when you’re the sweetest cherry in an apple pie.
    I need some voodoo on these prunes.

    In the springtime of his voodoo,
    he was going to show me spring…

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