beckie0: simfected: maythedownforcebewithyou: myurlistoolong: thefrogman: A news station was interviewing a man who lived near a dangerous intersection. It is known for an inordinate number of car crashes. HE JUST KIND OF STEPS BACK “oh see there you go son” BALLS OF NONCHALANT STEEL “See, now this is the kinda shit I’m talking about…” Woah.

May/19/2013, 5pm with 138927 Notes
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shedisenchants:

shedisenchants:

so every year after the juniors finish reading The Great Gatsby my high school english teacher throws a Gatsby party at his huge house and everyone shows up in period clothing and Charlestons to 20s music and my english teacher just wears a suit and stands off to the side staring wistfully out the window the entire night

you guys think I’m joking??

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May/19/2013, 3pm with 68168 Notes
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once i had a breakdown and cried into my pillow and this happened and i feel like this is an accurate representation of my current mental state

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owligator: im laughing look at this poor creature

May/19/2013, 4am with 14963 Notes
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vegansanfrancishet: So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute. Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump. Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice. This time, though. This was a good cry.

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