im a BIT of a history nerd *puts a hand on my hip, puts on my glasses, cracks open an encyclopedia* did you know obama is the president
I am literally cringing at the facebook hashtags
reasons to date me:
-i can pick stuff up with my feet sometimes
-ive never killed a man (yet)
-i once got 95% on guitar hero
-you can play with my hair
-im cheaper than a puppy
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owlmend-yourheart,
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so-relatable-blog.
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like-bees-to-honey,
Posted by
sleepingwith-banddudes.
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Spooky…
What if you went to this place at night and somewhere amongst the sea of red boxes a telephone started to ring?
Pick it up. It’s for you.
NO
Pick it up—it’s the Doctor.
Are you my mummy?
C a r r y o n m y w a y w a r d s o o o o o o o n
T h e r e ’ l l b e p e a c e when y o u a r e d o o n e
L a y y o u r w e a r y h e a d t o r e e e e e e s t
D o n ’ t y o u c r y n o m o r e
FINALLY AN ACCURATE ONE
This is probably one of the reasons the rest of the world thinks we are meth addicts
- Me during the day: I'm so fucking tired oh my God I can't wait to go to bed tonight
- Me during the night: Let's download the top 100 songs from the 90s and listen to them all while writing a novel and watching an entire season of Supernatural and maybe rearrange my room
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fyeahmovieclub.
Do we really have to take this?
A friend of mine was moving from her apartment. She asked me to look after some of her things. I agreed and not too long after she asked if her daughter Frances can come pick it up. I agreed and she came over with her boyfriend, who was also the father of her baby. I helped them carry the stuff down to the car, and during the whole visit exchanged possibly 10 words.
Next day I received these texts. I had to created a fiancee I didn’t really have in order for him to stop.
I never told my friend what her daughter’s boyfriend did. Now they are expecting a second child, so as you all see, there was no break up.
So Do we women really have to take this kind of attitude?
Do we have to invent things and people in order to be left alone.
I don’t want to have my titties banged.
I am not an easy lay.
I don’t deserve this.
Why do I go from being called “cute” “smart” and “pretty” in the beginning of the conversation, to “fatty” “bitch” and “ugly” in the end?
Reblog if you are against sexual harassment.
how do people like this actually exist what the fuck
boiling rage of one thousand white hot suns
a friend of mine pulled this kind of bullshit once and he kept doing it for several months
guess who isn’t my friend anymore
