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Oh my god. This made me cry. Will you really be there for me?
to all my followers<3<3
To everyone & to anyone :)
i will always be there for my followers, if only they ever hit me up =/
just talk to me :p <33 i will never never ever delete your message <3
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Chuck Norris
Beau: do you know how much of a man I’d have to be to rip off my own nipples, I dont think even Chuck Norris could rip off his own nipples. Me: are you kidding I’m sure he has the fist in his beard rip them off just for fun Beau: and he just grows them back? Me: yeah, thats just how Chuck.Norris rolls. Beau: thats kinda like god microwaving a burrito thats so hot he himself can’t eat it. Can god hit himself in the balls so hard that he himself feels it?
So me and my grandma are making dump cake.
Sounds awful but seems like it’ll be really frikkin delicious. and while we were making it we had a hilarious moment
Her: Ill get this butter while you finish separating those
me: Oh god! I feel like I’m ruining a lot of relationships!
Her: They didn’t deserve to be together anyways!
Me: I’m such a home wrecker!
Her: -laughs-
Me: -separating a piece of butter- NO! On the other side of the pan from each other!
Her: That’s right!
Me: -fake crying- It’s like Romeo and Juliette all over again! NOOO! Don’t kill yourselves! It’s not worth it! The other one isn’t dead!
Her: They will be as soon as this goes in the oven! -evil laugh that actually scares me-
Me: O…ok Yia Yia… -cowers in fear-
So I found something out
My brother is diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder. It is believed to be hereditary as well as depend on environment (about the same as we grew up together and spent all of our time together) and a chemical imbalance in the brain. When reading the symptoms I found myself checking them all off because I find myself fitting them. Maybe I am crazy… Would you still love me if I was?
Reblog if your Tumblr picture is actually you.
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put your top three bands in my ask and I’ll rate your music taste
awful | poor | adequate | standard | appealing | awesome | perfect |marry me
no. 1 rule of tumblr: you must reblog when ever our creator comes up on your dash.
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Yay for poems
Heart racing, Throat tight, Always chasing, Hoping for flight.
Butterflies take wing, My whole body tingles, My pulse starts to sing, When our breath mingles.
Your hands stroke, Goosebumps show, On the air I choke, Heat begins to flow.
Your arms surround, Your eyes alight, Keeping me on the ground, Yet still we take flight.
Our bodies held close, Hands intertwined, I can’t believe you chose, That your heart could be mine.
My heart is yours, For you to capture, Along the shores, Of forever after.
Yes
You guys wanna know something funny? This character is actually baced off of my biological father. He went to high school with the creator of World of Warcraft, so he gets it for free. The room behind him? the exact layout of his apartment, down to the lamp. Whenever the rare occurance happened that my brother and I went to visit him when we were younger he would sit around and play WOW all day and night, not even acknowledging us. The character looks exactly like him, same stlye in clothing, glasses and hair. This is my father, and I can honestly say, he sucks.
I miss Jimmy and i never even met him. Can’t imagine how the A7X guys feel. R.I.P. jimmy #foREVer <3 This is heartbreaking.
jackyvincentjaredletoslizsername:
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This made me cry…
I’m gonna reblog this anytime I see this
Johnny has such the sweetest heart <3
I hardly post A7X stuff, but this…It makes my heart bleed. Sometimes, a friends death can give you a whole new perspective on life.
R.I.P
CRYING.
