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Anonymous asked:

what is your opinion on boys?

evilscientist3:

fun to bite and tie to train tracks sometimes.

daftpatience:
“ ya im complainiong about them i want the COOL PANTS not the MOM OF THE COOL PANTS
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ya im complainiong about them i want the COOL PANTS not the MOM OF THE COOL PANTS

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saving my favourite twitter thread here just in case


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Anonymous asked:

Respectfully King Arthur himself could not pull me out of you

wlwaluigi:

spaced0lphin:

les-etoilessss2:

This is fucking hilarious

Get you a man who’s like

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“and the fans are throwing celebratory rats on the ice” god I love hockey

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the beautiful game!!!!!!

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it's literally all about having a primary public gender and a secondary personal gender

awakecorgi704

i’m gonna be honest i didn’t even read the tweet because i had to hit reblog too fast when i saw this guy’s name is “i like hitting police because i am homosexual”

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babygirl bling ✨✨✨

In 4th grade, my bff was in a death feud over chess with a boy in our class but instead of competing like normal people they decided that the best way to determine who was chess master was for each of them to select one of the two biggest idiots in class and teach them to play chess, My Fair Lady style, and see whose idiot won. We are just now, 22 years later, grappling with the moral implications of this exercise.

when you see your little kitty walking toward you at a leisurely pace and say "hi baby!" bc you're excited to see her and she starts trotting a little bit faster 'cause she's excited to see you too. that's what life is all about i think

But what about how she says “mrrrow” just as she starts her lil trot?


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nyanoraptor asked:

hello there CT. do you have a fursona

cryptotheism:

cryptotheism:

cryptotheism:

cryptotheism:

cryptotheism:

I do.

My fursona is a leopard moth named Mattie.

His wings are one of those old nightgowns that femme fatales in old noir movies wear, and his proboscis is one of those long cigarettes. He’s like 5'1’’ and veryone hates him.

He talks with a transatlantic accent like an old movie star and calls everyone “DAHling” and everyone is like “shut the fuck up Mattie you’re from like, Encino California.”

He’s suspiciously wealthy and lives alone in a huge house. People think he has old money or mob connections but he’s actually just a software developer for a medical firm or something. He goes to work in the evening gown and heels and everyone fucking hates it.

He goes to the gym just to take selfies. He has a TikTok that’s just him in his stupidly expensive kitchen microwaving frozen chicken nuggets from a bag and calling them “gamefowl wellington ensemble”

He mixes Capri Sun with everclear and drinks it out of champagne flutes. He tells people he’s a top but he’s objectively garbage at sex.

He’s like 23. Nobody ever invites him to things he just kinda shows up.

“DAHling, you call these potato skins loaded? Lord this town is really going to the dogs. May I speak to the chef?”

“Ma'am, I mean Sir- this is a Taco Bell.”

“Fine, I suppose it’ll do.” [He tips the cashier 300$, leaves, and immediately gets hit by a car.]

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"Glimpsing at the seabed through the water and the complexity of the light within, at a soothing southern sea." By Shigeko Inoue (2002).

Born in 1945, Inoue studied traditional Japanese and Italian woodblock printing. Her work focuses on nature, transparency and the movement of water.

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