Stormageddon

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This blog is an extension of my soul.

More in my 'me' page.

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showersofoaths:

Me whenever I visit people’s houses

showersofoaths:

Me whenever I visit people’s houses

showersofoaths:

Me whenever I visit people’s houses

showersofoaths:

Me whenever I visit people’s houses

showersofoaths:

Me whenever I visit people’s houses

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ozzyosborntodie:

me knowing school’s about to start

ozzyosborntodie:

me knowing school’s about to start

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syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

syntaxbitch:

Yes, yes. Very nice. But I’m just gonna add my favorite wardrobe change.

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Happy 34th Birthday Harry James Potter, July 31st 1980.


Happy 34th Birthday Harry James Potter, July 31st 1980.


Happy 34th Birthday Harry James Potter, July 31st 1980.


Happy 34th Birthday Harry James Potter, July 31st 1980.


Happy 34th Birthday Harry James Potter, July 31st 1980.


Happy 34th Birthday Harry James Potter, July 31st 1980.


Happy 34th Birthday Harry James Potter, July 31st 1980.


Happy 34th Birthday Harry James Potter, July 31st 1980.

Happy 34th Birthday Harry James Potter, July 31st 1980.

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Kanye’s not big on putting his Grammys up and stuff like that. They literally were like, in the laundry room just randomly in a sock drawer, all around.

— Kim Kardashian on Kanye’s awards (via ultimatekimkardashian)

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nicedildo:

halfrican—queen:

kkristoff:

cold-never-bothered-me-anyways:

Arabian Little Red Riding Hood with a red hijab

A Japanese Snow White with her coveted pale skin and shiny black hair

Mexican Cinderella with colorful Mexican glass blown slippers

Greek Beauty and the Beast where Beast is a minotaur

Culture-bent fairy tales that keep key canonical characteristics

GIVE ME THESE I M M E D I A T E L Y

Afro-Caribbean Rapunzel with 75-ft-long dreads.

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floccinaucinihilipilificationa:

Bryan Fuller is love

floccinaucinihilipilificationa:

Bryan Fuller is love

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ac5s:

Spirited Away (2001)Full image here. (1920x2519 5.6 Mb)

ac5s:

Spirited Away (2001)
Full image here. (1920x2519 5.6 Mb)

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wavesinjuly:

suckmyphallus:

getterbeam:

imagine if you named your kid dad. just dad.

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Actually that’s just his nickname. His real name is [trucks honking], but everyone just calls him dad.

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rwmead:

A conversation between Alex Hirsch and Emmy Cicierega on Twitter. Clearly, the staff of Gravity Falls are professionals and Season Two will be better than ever.
(The punchline doesn’t really work well as a picture, so click here to hear Alex’s reading of his own Emmy-worthy dialogue.)

rwmead:

A conversation between Alex Hirsch and Emmy Cicierega on Twitter. Clearly, the staff of Gravity Falls are professionals and Season Two will be better than ever.
(The punchline doesn’t really work well as a picture, so click here to hear Alex’s reading of his own Emmy-worthy dialogue.)

rwmead:

A conversation between Alex Hirsch and Emmy Cicierega on Twitter. Clearly, the staff of Gravity Falls are professionals and Season Two will be better than ever.
(The punchline doesn’t really work well as a picture, so click here to hear Alex’s reading of his own Emmy-worthy dialogue.)

rwmead:

A conversation between Alex Hirsch and Emmy Cicierega on Twitter. Clearly, the staff of Gravity Falls are professionals and Season Two will be better than ever.

(The punchline doesn’t really work well as a picture, so click here to hear Alex’s reading of his own Emmy-worthy dialogue.)

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saevuswinds:

vardaesque:

you don’t understand i would sell my firstborn to know how this story started

Well it all started when Mrs. Hayfer wanted me to babysit her dumb house. When I got the keys, I sat them on top of this pie that I found on the counter. I knew it was going to be given to the family for desert if I didn’t eat it soon, so I was going to plan to eat it in my teacher’s house and dump all the crumbs on her bed. So it’s a win-win, right? Besides, she wouldn’t find out about the crumbs until after I was paid, and this teacher hates me anyway. Then, I got distracted when this hot cheerleader calls me, asking about what movie I’d recommend, but before I could answer, I realize that my mom would be there any second to serve dinner, and there was no way I was sharing that pie. So I bust out of there with the pie and the keys, and the moment I get in the house, I start chowing down on the pie with my bare hands, trying to eat this thing before anyone knows I took it, right? Well, since the pie crust was dry, I chugged a 2-liter bottle of soda whenever my throat would get dry and eventually, I really needed “to go.” Only when I went to flush, the water wouldn’t stop flowing and there was no plunger to be found. Usually I’d just shrug and say it was Josh’s fault or something, but let’s get real here, Mrs. Hayfer would’ve blamed me about her toilet overflowing if I was 30 states away. So I jammed my foot in there, hoping it’d make the toilet stop flushing. Then my phone rings, and I knew it was my mom, asking where her pie went, and because Meghan decided it’d be a great idea to make my ring tone a bunch of cats meowing, Mrs. Hayfer’s dog, Tiberius starts freaking out, bashing into the door over and over again. Now anyone who knows this dog knows that this dog will happily eat anything, and that includes the pie, and probably myself.  So my foot’s totally stuck in there right, I’m freaking out, the dog’s having a seizure and I still got half a pie left. 

saevuswinds:

vardaesque:

you don’t understand i would sell my firstborn to know how this story started

Well it all started when Mrs. Hayfer wanted me to babysit her dumb house. When I got the keys, I sat them on top of this pie that I found on the counter. I knew it was going to be given to the family for desert if I didn’t eat it soon, so I was going to plan to eat it in my teacher’s house and dump all the crumbs on her bed. So it’s a win-win, right? Besides, she wouldn’t find out about the crumbs until after I was paid, and this teacher hates me anyway. Then, I got distracted when this hot cheerleader calls me, asking about what movie I’d recommend, but before I could answer, I realize that my mom would be there any second to serve dinner, and there was no way I was sharing that pie. So I bust out of there with the pie and the keys, and the moment I get in the house, I start chowing down on the pie with my bare hands, trying to eat this thing before anyone knows I took it, right? Well, since the pie crust was dry, I chugged a 2-liter bottle of soda whenever my throat would get dry and eventually, I really needed “to go.” Only when I went to flush, the water wouldn’t stop flowing and there was no plunger to be found. Usually I’d just shrug and say it was Josh’s fault or something, but let’s get real here, Mrs. Hayfer would’ve blamed me about her toilet overflowing if I was 30 states away. So I jammed my foot in there, hoping it’d make the toilet stop flushing. Then my phone rings, and I knew it was my mom, asking where her pie went, and because Meghan decided it’d be a great idea to make my ring tone a bunch of cats meowing, Mrs. Hayfer’s dog, Tiberius starts freaking out, bashing into the door over and over again. Now anyone who knows this dog knows that this dog will happily eat anything, and that includes the pie, and probably myself.  So my foot’s totally stuck in there right, I’m freaking out, the dog’s having a seizure and I still got half a pie left. 

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hellomolls:

*swallows a watermelon seed* *thinks about that episode of Rugrats*

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theclericsdiary:

charlottelabouff:

wonderfulhighschoollife:

Whenever someone refers to the gay community as “queer folk” I imagine us all like woodland sprites, we are the queer folk community, we are born of flowers and fairy dust, we are destroying the sanctity of marriages and corrupting children

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