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lmpossibleprincess:

why do all mens rights activists on reddit look like the dad from peppa pig

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Anonymous: spoiler alert: they all die in the end

tsarbucks:

communistbakery:

what is this a spoiler for ??

life

timecannotberewritten:

ueaq:

"when im 20 he’ll be 25" but you arent???? 20. youre 15??? and he is 20????????? why is a 20 year old into 15 year olds

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pissass:

jyostar:

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Just Let Him In.

shouldnt:

Ariana Grande sounds like a font on Microsoft Word

spicegirlsofficial:

people who interrupt me when i speak

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berrykoolaid:

Our king has fallen

berrykoolaid:

Our king has fallen

tardis221b:

today in the refrigerated part of the supermarket this kid went ‘mum i’m freezing’ and without missing a beat the mother said ‘hello freezing i’m mum’. mothers are doing it too. parents are evolving. nobody is safe.

officialunitedstates:

"Look out at this sand.  If you shield your eyes from the horizon, your sense of perception is completely destroyed.  Is this sand ten feet away or miles away?" she asked me, still staring out into the dunes.
"I don’t know… I can’t tell."
"That’s right.  For all you know, it could be infinite.  With each step you take, each passing second of travel, you have no way to knowing how far you have gone, or how far you have to go."
I looked over to her.  She was still staring at the sea of sand, mesmerized with the complexity of something so simple.  I suppose I was too.
"Date a girl who reads books," she said, briefly taking her eyes off the sand to glance at me. 
"What’s that?" I asked, not quite understanding her.
"Date a girl who reads books.  For her, the world of books is as infinite as this sand." 
She picked some up and let it sift through her fingers.  I watched as the grains slid quietly off of her hand and back into their pasture. 
"Hey, do we have any water left?" I motioned at the backpack, a bit parched from the summer heat.
"No we’re all out," she said calmly, "The sand is our water.  Let us drink from it together."
"What the hell," I said.

officialunitedstates:

"Look out at this sand.  If you shield your eyes from the horizon, your sense of perception is completely destroyed.  Is this sand ten feet away or miles away?" she asked me, still staring out into the dunes.

"I don’t know… I can’t tell."

"That’s right.  For all you know, it could be infinite.  With each step you take, each passing second of travel, you have no way to knowing how far you have gone, or how far you have to go."

I looked over to her.  She was still staring at the sea of sand, mesmerized with the complexity of something so simple.  I suppose I was too.

"Date a girl who reads books," she said, briefly taking her eyes off the sand to glance at me. 

"What’s that?" I asked, not quite understanding her.

"Date a girl who reads books.  For her, the world of books is as infinite as this sand." 

She picked some up and let it sift through her fingers.  I watched as the grains slid quietly off of her hand and back into their pasture. 

"Hey, do we have any water left?" I motioned at the backpack, a bit parched from the summer heat.

"No we’re all out," she said calmly, "The sand is our water.  Let us drink from it together."

"What the hell," I said.