if i were a murderer i’d be the febreze murderer and lead my victims blindfolded to undisclosed locations and i’d ask them what they smelled and they’d be like “omg ocean air and tulips” and then i’d rip off the blindfold and it would be A PILE OF THE BODIES OF MY PREVIOUS VICTIMS
this website scares me
this website inspires me
two types of people
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the fucking notes what the fuck is this website
we’re all Satan
and in that moment, i swear we were Satan
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today I learned that if you want to slash someone’s tires, don’t slash all four; only slash three because if you slash all four their insurance will pay for it but if you only slash three they have to pay for it all out of pocket
❤
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kjshsfdkhj OMG ZUKO U COCKBLOCKER
“Problem?”
“Be quiet, Zuko.”
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open my eyes, it was only just a dream.
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#I love how scandalized this is #’he’s going to kiss me there! that’s right! there! on my nether regions! oh reader this is so shocking I bet you’ve read nothing like this in your entire life, the very idea of a man kissing a woman there?! well it just does not compute, isn’t this just the hottest thing you’ve ever read?!’ #and various teens and housewives who haven’t read anything else are like ‘Oh god yes! this is the filthiest thing I have ever read in my entire life oh my god this is so hot jesus christ fanning myself’ #meanwhile the internet fandoms are like ‘lol I read better written and filthier PG fanfic than this back in the first week of merlin fandom and that was a rough old time’
Those tags ^^ Dying :’)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
There, yeah
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Just finished this up. I thought it was pretty appropriate to draw.
Here’s the full sized image. :3
http://samoubica.deviantart.com/art/Loki-and-Tony-s-Face-Off-308074313
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Libra Jun 7 2012
Some people believe that the opposite of love is not hate, but apathy. After all, if you really don’t care for or have any feelings at all for someone, you aren’t interested in what happens to that person. On the other hand, if you have intense emotional feelings for someone, you are likely to have a more passionate reaction. Someone in your world may now seem like he or she hates you, but nothing could be further for the truth. In fact, this person is probably fighting and trying to hide deeper and more meaningful feelings for you.
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there comes a moment in every girl’s life when she says to herself
i read some fucking weird fanfiction
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AU; in which Dramione celebrates Draco’s birthday
“Draco! Please calm down. It is not my fault that Harry has called me in for an emergency mission! I’m an auror. Things come up! Yes, I know it is your 32nd birthday. Yes, you do only turn 32 once. Listen, Draco, I have to run. Happy birthday, darling. Don’t be angry, please.”
Draco hung up on her after that last pleading statement. He was being his usual stubborn self, one of the few aspects that hadn’t changed in him in his days since Hogwarts. He was convinced that the bitterly unmarried Ron Weasley had orchestrated the entire mission to make Hermione miss Draco’s birthday. The nerve of the man. Who knew the top healer at St. Mungo’s could be so immature?
Draco was right about one thing though, the mission was orchestrated. But it wasn’t by Ron. No, Draco Malfoy’s own wife had pulled one over on him. Hermione smiled in the rearview mirror of her car, proud of herself. She was acting like a devious little Slytherin.
She arrived home twenty minutes prior to Draco’s never-faltering arrival time and got inside the cake she had conjured up with magic. She was wearing a skimpy little outfit that Ginny had helped her pick out. Looking down, Hermione laughed at how out of character she looked.
Draco practically stalked into the flat, blinded by anger. He went straight to the kitchen, as he always did, and found the cake with confused interest. Hermione counted to three, then jumped out of the cake and screamed “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Draco’s reaction could not have been better.
The tall and athletic blonde crumpled to the floor in pure terror. The flowers Hermione had sent to his office flew out of his hands and now covered his head like a decorative wreath. His face was twisted in pain and happiness. Hermione giggled.
“Why did you lie to me?” Draco asked, panting.
“I wanted to surprise you,” Hermione smiled. “It’s a muggle thing.”
“Well if you want me to make it to 33, that should be the last surprise,” he smiled.He walked over to the cake and tasted some icing with his finger.
“This looks bloody delicious, Hermione.”
She blushed, “Thanks dear, but I just used magic.”“I wasn’t talking about the cake,” Draco smirked, “I was talking about my wife.” and he scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom.
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Quick Fire Request #2.
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