Diary of a Reblogger

heros-of-the-bluebox:

sluttyoliveoil:

cough

rough

though

through

why dont these words rhyme

but for some god forsaken reason pony and bologna do

koalatea:

i dont need a boyfriend i need 12 million dollars and a donut 

the-anal-rapist:

*purposely drop something in front of my crush*

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molestialseasonings:


same

hudmelberrysonnyc:

corkiri:

ok here’s something for you to do listen carefully

play this video but mute it

and then

open this one up but DO NOT have it muted

then play both videos and watch and feel emotions you’ve never felt before

guy:

wow i like u *double taps u like an instagram post*

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vrisktorias-sekret:

all-good-usernames-are-taken:

WHAT A LITTLE SHIT

i lOVE HOW HE JUST HESITATES FOR A SECOND

THEN HE JUST

REBELLION”

carry-on-my-wayward-butt:

guceubcuesu:

hey

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Watchu got there

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a skull that connects to my spine hbu

nepetaleijons:

when u make a mistake

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rapunzelie:

do you ever feel like there’s just so many pretty girls but most dudes are just subpar like there are radiant goddesses everywhere and just piles and piles of guys in backwards baseball caps and sandals

virginmarx:

zebablah:

television history

i’ve been trying to explain this sketch to people for years

gaaraofsburbia:

james-p-sullivan:

HEY TUMBLR

DID YOU GUYS KNOW JENGA MADE A NEW VERSION OF THEIR GAME, BUT INSTEAD OF STRAIGHT BORING WOODEN ONES, ITS TETRIS PIECES

THATS RIGHT, ITS MOTHER FUCKING TETRIS JENGA

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THE TWO OF THE MOST STRESSFUL GOD DAMNED GAMES WE PLAYED AS CHILDREN ROLLED INTO ONE