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svveden:

bunnyhoodlum:

i sit on the computer for like 12 hours a day lmao

thats terrible u should try a chair

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naliest:

Am I doing this right

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nintendontdodrugs:

oh really fucking funny peter, you think youre a comedian now?

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squadleader-hanjizoe:

my favourite part of maths is learning a new thing and being like “oh so thAT’S what that button is for” on the calculator

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andrewgiraffields:

Lana Del Rey songs make me feel sad and nostalgic about things that haven’t happened to me

(Source: highgayden, via heyfunniest)

onehappyfangirl:

aristophrenic:

dudeufugly:

lordlamebrain:

Always reblog the sideway-step-shuffle-dance.

nice visual of the footwork

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I forgot he did that on the red carpet. He’s an actual, certifiable dork. Bless.

The boy just can’t keep still

(via bitch-jerk-dramaqueen)

friendsarefortheweak:

reblogalert:

Lifehack: Accidentally text the wrong person? Immediately put your phone on airplane mode and once it fails to deliver, delete the message.

Share this it might save a life

(via dreaminlondon)

"

HIGH SCHOOL



This is how to run a stick of Chapstick
down the black boxes on your scantron
so the grading machine skips the wrong
answers. This is how to honor roll. Hell,
this is how to National Honor Society.
This is being voted “Most Likely to Marry
for Money” or “Talks the Most, Says the
Least” for senior superlatives. This is
stepping around the kids having panic
attacks in the hallway. This is being the
kid having a panic attack in the hallway.
This is making the A with purple moons
stamped under both eyes. We had to try.
This is telling the ACT supervisor you have
ADHD to get extra time. Today, the average
high school student has the same anxiety
levels as the average 1950’s psychiatric
patient. We know the Pythagorean theorem
by heart, but short-circuit when asked
“How are you?” We don’t know. We don’t
know. That wasn’t on the study guide.
We usually know the answer, but rarely
know ourselves.

"

HIGH SCHOOL By Blythe Baird (via girl-violence)

(Source: blythebrooklyn, via feministbully)

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