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penis-hilton:

7eleven:

What does that say

idk

penis-hilton:

7eleven:

What does that say

idk

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ask-gallows-callibrator:

s-p-a-n:

squigybutt:

MY HEART!!!

OH MY GODDDD

NO THE BABY

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Each day, we wake slightly altered, and the person we were yesterday is dead. So why, one could say, be afraid of death, when death comes all the time?
John Updike, Self-Consciousness (via larmoyante)

mocsow:

New York-based Japanese designer Nao Tamura has just presented a beautiful, new collection of dishes inspired by cherry leaves. Debuting at the last Salone Satellite, part of Milan’s furniture fair for up-and-comers, the silicone kitchenware is perfect for anyone who enjoys a bit of nature indoors. The dishes can be rolled up, used in the microwave or oven, and is dishwasher safe.

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bilt2tumble:

generalgemini-booknerd:

Alright, these are kinda adorable…

Much-MUCH better than sad, tortured, & unfortunate Wee Ones staring at the camera hopelessly. THIS might actually help THEM find homes too.

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ruinedchildhood:

when bae mad at you

ruinedchildhood:

when bae mad at you

(via despicablefetus)

memeguy-com:

Im not sure Disney understands this concept very well

memeguy-com:

Im not sure Disney understands this concept very well

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velaaaqueprende:

revybutt:

building-an-unstoppable-fist:

possiblets:

let’s be honest here, who would ‘t cheat in chemistry

next level cheating.

this is some naruto shit

Nice

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I had asked Jolie a few days ago if I could fly with her, and she told me she had never taken a passenger up before but would think about it. When I arrived at the photo shoot, I told her that I mentioned to my mother that I might fly with her and that my mother did not like the idea one bit. Jolie laughed it off. Now, as I am watching her kick off her stilettos (she pilots barefoot) and step up onto the wing of her little white plane, she stops for a second and stares at me standing off to the side. There is a glint in her eye. A big smile spreads across her face. “Let’s go scare your mother,” she says.

Only as I am jammed in the back next to Leibovitz, bumping along the dinky little runway, does the reality of what I’m doing sink in. I imagine the headline: ANGELINA JOLIE AND ANNIE LEIBOVITZ DIE IN PLANE CRASH NEAR LAS VEGAS. I try to remember who went down with Patsy Cline, but I can’t. I am about to become a trivia question. I tell myself this will be a suitably fabulous way to die, and just like that we are in the air, floating above the desert, and my nerves are gone. “I’ll do some tight turns,” says Jolie. “Maddox likes it when there are g-forces.” [x]

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