imagine an entire room and it’s all bed
no floor, just bed
you roll too far to one side? don’t worry, bed’s still there
all is bed
AWW THE ROOM COMES WITH A COMFY LOOKING HUG JACKET
this is exactly the reason why people think everybody here is on drugs
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wtf what do 3/4 of my followers do because they sure don’t reblog or like my posts
seriously what do you guys do
are you waiting for something
what are you waiting for
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runwhenisayrunfightwhenisayfight:
IM TRYING TO CREATE A GIF SET BUT I CXANT STOP LAUGHING
someone please reverse this gif
u r welcome
HOLY SHIT THANK U
SPITS
A tongue of lava oozes out from beneath the recently cooled crust of a flow. The silica contained within, reflects the early morning sunlight, giving its surface a glassy sheen.
Photo and caption credit: Bruce Omori
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i don’t care how bad the storyline is as long as my favorite actor is in it i’m still gonna watch that shit
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“Tony no” a biography by Pepper Potts
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im pretty sure a “tumblr diet” would cause me to gain weight
Let me explain you a thing.
When I say I adore Misha Collins, I don’t mean because he’s attractive or funny (though that comes into it), I mean because he is a genuinely nice person.
I was at Asylum 10 this weekend, and for Misha’s autographs he wasn’t allowed to personalise things because of time constraints which is fair enough. However, when I was getting mine, I managed to blurt out (I mean it I was shaking really hard) how important it was to meet him, as Asylum 10 was a goal for me not to kill myself.
The second I said that he stopped writing and looked up at me, and his response was:
“You need better goals.” I almost laughed but I was really trying not to cry, so I responded with:
“No. I don’t.” At this point, he reached across the table and grabbed my hand, pen still off the paper. He looked up at me, shaking and almost crying and smiled and said the simplest thing. At this point he let my hand go.
“See you next year?” I nodded, I was shaking really hard and I picked up the picture and went to leave, but he grabbed my hand again and pulled me back a little. He asked for my name and then wrote what it says on the top left hand corner. He squeezed my hand and smiled and then let me go.
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“I’m just a dude who got lucky…”
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how do i even get followers all i do is hit the reblog button and talk to myself
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