IT'S ONLY A TEENAGE WASTELAND

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Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind. Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves. The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands. With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves. Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Teacher in Brazil:Kids, let's count to 7!
Kids:Müller,Klose,Kroos,Kroos,Khedira,Schürrle,Schürrle.

heteroh:

"your lips look so chapped"

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(via evanspotter)

kiransingh:

the only domestic instinct my parents have managed to pass on to me is the tendency to hoard multiple plastic bags in another plastic bag despite the fact that I will probably never need this many plastic bags in my adult life

(via pizza)

whoredidthepartygo:

sex is cool but have u ever had garlic bread

(Source: apathyfairy, via moistbottom)

veruca-assault:

ms-kawesome:

The next time a man starts yelling at you, cut him off and tell him you just can’t talk to him when he’s being so emotional.

I have done this and can confirm that is a LOT of fun to watch them implode afterward.

(via perpdurp)