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c-lassic:

Neon yellow and stripes!




withherwindblownhair:



  • Me: *stays home*
  • Parents: why are you so lazy? Get off your ass and do something with your life
  • Me: *goes out*
  • Parents: omg you're out of control stop hanging out with those people and roaming the streets
  • Me: *eats*
  • Parents: you are ruining your body with that garbage
  • Me: *doesn't eat*
  • Parents: we're getting really concerned are you on a diet is there something you're not telling us do you have an eating disorder?
  • Me: *exhales*
  • Parents: don't give me that attitude

pehtrova:

wait until december 21st i bet the tumblr staff has something planned 






jordan-haruka:

merryblangstmas:

Some Nights Tumblr Version.

Based off this post.

Lyrics:

Some nights, I stay up staring at my laptop

Some nights, I don’t sleep at all

Some nights, I ‘m glad that my dash is never ending

Some nights, I wish I could log off

But I still stay up, I still read your posts

Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four

What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?

Most nights, I don’t know anymore…

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh

This is it, these are ship wars

What are we fighting for?

Why don’t we read fanfic already?

I was never one to sleep at night - save that for those who have a life

Post twice as much and get half as many likes, but here feels come again

To stay for a while

But that’s alright; I blog from in my bed tonight

I blog because I’m wonderin’ just who I, who I, who I am

Oh, who am I? mmm… I have no life

Well, some nights, I wish that my dash would end

‘Cause I could use some friends for a change

And some nights, I’m scared I’ll hit post limit again

Some nights, I always hit, I always hit…

But I still stay up, I still read your posts

Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four

What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?

Most nights, I don’t know… 

So this is it? I sold my soul for this?

Left my social life for this? Or do I have no friends because of this?

(/awkward pause where I didn’t know what to write/)

So log on.

Log on.

Log on,

OH LOG ON!

Well, that is it guys, that is all, scroll twelve pages down and I’m bored again
Ten years of this, and only bloggers understand 
I’m not sticking ‘round with my folks downstairs; Sorry to leave, mom, I had ship pairs
I’m going to be forever alone, all dried up from my laptop brightness

My heart is breaking for my OTP and the con that they call “love”
‘Cuz when they look into each other’s eyes…
Man, you wouldn’t believe the most amazing things that can come from…
Some terrible writers…ahhh…

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh

The other night, you wouldn’t believe the fic I just read about my OTP

I wish it would update already

I wish you’d tag all of your stuff, man.

Why won’t you tag all of your stuff, man? oh…

I’m never logging off

Why would I ever log off Tumblr… oh …

Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh.

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THIS IS THE TUMBLR ANTHEM

IF YOU DO NOT REBLOG THIS YOU MIGHT AS WELL LOG OFF AND OR SHUT DOWN YOUR BLOG BECAUSE ALL OF TUMBLR HAS REJECTED YOU.



stevieleighbray:

aperspicuousview:

GOD I LOVE OCTOPUSES. 


jesuschristvevo:

instead of scaring kids with “santa will put coal in your stocking” it should be like “santa will bring you wasps” i feel like that would be more effective





“Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”
― Marilyn Monroe





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