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Congrats, Jun. You’re now surrounded by some of the biggest idiots you will ever meet.



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octopussoir-:

this movie fucks me up every time



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Im looking at the schedule for marching band and im squealing



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s-i-l-e-n-t-h-e-l-l:

disney-magical:

peters-fave-lost-boy:

WRONG RIVERBEND KRONK!

I never realized how much i wanted this until i saw it

this is hysterical 



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s-i-l-e-n-t-h-e-l-l:

disney-magical:

peters-fave-lost-boy:

WRONG RIVERBEND KRONK!

I never realized how much i wanted this until i saw it

this is hysterical 



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the-ballad-of-peter-pettigrew:

(Sirius Black at 2am in the Gryffindor dormitory)



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smartass-fallen-angel:

frustrated-fallen-angel:

harryis-acupcake:

niick4:

danger-mouz:

calirosegold:

patronustrip:

tootsienoodles:

freackthehopeful:

skylarghost:

weasleyrocksyoursocks:

seong:

I AM FUCKING SCREAMING BECAUSE THIS IS SERIOUSLY THE BEST THING EVER

SWEET JESUS

You have your mother’s cheek bones

godDAMMIT NOW WE’RE SHIPPING CUTLERY

TUMBLR YOU NEED TO S T O P

I hope this post comes back to me when it has a short story attached. 

The Utensils were a happy family, just like any other. Fork was a loving, caring father, who worked at a bank, and Spoon was his beautiful wife, who owned a small business that allowed her to spend a lot of time with their son, Spork. Every day, when Fork came home from work, he gently clinked against the rim of Spoon’s face and asked how her day had been. She would go on and on about how her Aunt Bowl was letting anyone fill her up these days, and telling him he would never guess who they got a phone call from today (it was his brother, Knife), and he would just lean back against the china cabinet, staring at his wife’s beautiful reflective surface, and know everything was right in the world. 

One day, however, everything was suddenly not right in the world at all.

Fork woke up in the silverware drawer and instantly knew something was wrong. He looked over to where Spoon normally slept, confused when he saw nothing but empty space. Or, at least, he thought it was empty. It took him a minute to see the small note left there. Oh no. God, no, he thought.

He picked up the note with shaking prongs, and read amid tears:

“Fork,

     I’m sorry to leave you like this, but I just couldn’t face seeing you. It’s too painful. I’m not strong enough to tell you this to your face, and I know that makes me a coward. I know that makes me a horrible utensil. But I can’t do this anymore.

     Do you remember Cow’s party the other night? The night she was so drunk she swore she jumped over the moon? Well, I met someone that night. His name is Dish. And we’re running away together.

     Please, don’t try and find us. Dish makes me happy. He doesn’t spend all day staring at me, looking at himself in my reflection. 

Goodbye, Fork.

-Spoon”


Fork collapsed to the ground, wishing he could tell Spoon that the reason he loved staring at her reflective surface so much, was because of the way her surface magnified everything around her, making it seem so much greater and more beautiful than people could see themselves as normally. Her personality did the same thing. It’s what he loved most about her. And what he would miss most of all.

I CAN’T EVEN WITH THIS FUCKING SITE.

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bra..fucking..vo

sweet jesus i’m crying over cutlery

things like this make me happy i have a tumblr

i’M CRYING… BECAUSE CUTLERY. 

This website is going to be the death of me.

Crack. Not even once.

Thank God for tumblr



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Reblog if you’ve ever cried over the death of a fictional character

books-and-cookies:

jennacolemcn:

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If you don’t reblog this, you’re lying.



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thenargleshavethephonebox:

fuckyeahtxtposts:

i hate it when you accidentally pick off a bit of dead skin on your lip and you can’t stop until you’ve peeled your entire face off

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Reblog if you DON’T hate Castiel/Misha Collins

flushed-fallen-angel:

lovesick-fallen-angel:

abnormal-fallen-angel:

kinda-fallen-angel:

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I’m seeing all of this stupid Castiel/Misha Collins hate and it’s ridiculous.

Where are the Misha haters? I will also need a bazooka. :D

Misha/Cas haters?
Such a thing exists?

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Don’t you dare hurt our precious Misha!



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incompetentantagonist:

*shots fucking fired*



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soaked-fallen-angel:

catastrophic-fallen-angel:

joanne-the-fallen-angel-of-pizza:

i-fell-into-a-sarchasm:

SUPERNATURAL FANDOM EXPERIMENT!

Reblog if you DON’T hate Sam Winchester.

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People hate Sammy??

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Look at those puppy dog eyes.

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JUST.

LOOK AT HIS HAIR THOUGH 

how could you hate him??

Seriously though, how could you hate him?

you could hate him if you’re sam winchester 



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It would be easier to have friends if Hogwarts was real.




A Scenario I Posed to My Brother


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