ಠ o ಠ Just some utter randomness

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pepsie:

omgphantastic:

kimburrit0:

ralphdgamf:

starkidwholived:

kimburrit0:

I was helping my little brother
Where the fuck does jack come from

That’s basically what math is like for the rest of your life.I love how the answer is at the bottom of the page. And how is any kid suppose to know how many stickers Jack has? Does Tani and Jen give Jack their stickers? I wish I was Jack. My friends never give me stickers.  

You’re all missing the point. This isn’t math. Rather it’s metaphysics, or the existence of our being. Theoretically speaking, Jack isn’t a person. Jack exists in all of us. We are Jack. Jack is all of us. Every single one of us. In each inept part of our being, our existence, Jack lives. Forgotten and ignored, yet he exists in our never ending subconscious. The question, rather, is how many stickers do we all have?

oh my god

omfg just for that comment

ah yes quite

pepsie:

omgphantastic:

kimburrit0:

ralphdgamf:

starkidwholived:

kimburrit0:

I was helping my little brother

Where the fuck does jack come from

That’s basically what math is like for the rest of your life.

I love how the answer is at the bottom of the page. And how is any kid suppose to know how many stickers Jack has? Does Tani and Jen give Jack their stickers? I wish I was Jack. My friends never give me stickers.  

You’re all missing the point. This isn’t math. Rather it’s metaphysics, or the existence of our being. Theoretically speaking, Jack isn’t a person. Jack exists in all of us. We are Jack. Jack is all of us. Every single one of us. In each inept part of our being, our existence, Jack lives. Forgotten and ignored, yet he exists in our never ending subconscious. The question, rather, is how many stickers do we all have?

oh my god

omfg just for that comment

ah yes quite

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Lana Del Rey

Summertime Sadness
Born To Die (Deluxe Version)

Summertime Sadness; Lana Del Rey.

Nothing scares me anymore.

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thingsicanteven:

sosahrkzin:

thecultofcraze:

darkest-beforethedawn:

mai-keu:

chrisgiesen:

thatsnotwatyourmomsaid:

and the award for most disturbed child of the year goes to…

im looking over my shoulder as i read this

note to self: dont piss off lisa

this is hella creepy

omfg

omfg. i can turn this into a scary movie.

what the fuck.

don’t piss me off you guys LOL

Excuse me, I need to go run and try and break Imp #2 of her imaginary friend thing.

Because holy shit did I just get a fucking chill down my spine.

As creepy as this is, it’s obviously by an adult.

What kid can’t spell dirt but can spell yesterday.

She also knew to capitalize Barbie.

It’s easy to tell what was purposefully misspelled.

except they spelt yesterday wrong too…..

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So I wore my gay pride shirt to school today.

mikkithegazette:

speakeasyinlimbo:

kazeyu-from-lj:

kamisuzumiya:

alyoopmariemeyers:

livelaughlove7120:

chiothefallen:

blog-meets-world:

And in chemistry class I was talking to my friend, Jack, about a gay pride festival I went to. My teacher, stupid nosy bitch, decides she wants to join in on the conversation. She asks me what I’m talking about so I turned around and her reaction was to make a noise of utter disgust. She asked me to go to the main office and get a different shirt. But being the rebel that I am, I told her very politely “no, if you don’t like it you don’t have to look at it. It’s my shirt, not yours, and there’s nothing wrong with it.” She told me again that I needed to change my shirt. I said again that I wasn’t and she told me she would have to send me to my administrator for direct disrespect. So I put on a big smile and packed my stuff up while she wrote the discipline report up.

But the thing that made me so happy that I didn’t give in and change was that as I was walking out the door a girl in my class stood up and started to walk with me. My teacher was kinda pissed and told her that she would get a write up if she didn’t sit down. And this girl, she is my fucking hero. She says: “Write me up then. It’s one more story that I can go home and tell my mothers. And I’m sure my girlfriend would love to hear it, too.” Then she smiled and walked out. I just felt the need to share what happened today with my lovely followers. 

this is amazing

Reblogging every time this comes on my dash.

image

this is so beautiful to me I just cant

:”’D

So amazing.^^

This is awesome.

Tears and applause

*claps madly*

reblogging again

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duckymonstah:

a-raccoon:

sketchy-panda:

tunaluka:

OH MY FUCK

Jesus

what

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daswiener:

caledscratch:

synnesai:

lynnerrzzz:

yen-v:

purple-platypus-bear:

omgahdrob:

alexxtango:

what did I just watch omg LOL

omg

lolwut?

whatwhatwhatwhatwhat

dis realest shit yo

actually me though

THE Q IS SILENT lord

this bitch is the bitchiest bitch up in this bitch

Is it bad that I’m having a hard time telling if this is legit or not?

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