I’d reblog a lot more stuff on tumblr if it didn’t automatically reblog the shitty ass text people tack onto posts instead of giving me the option to edit it out. Is there a way around this?

14 hours ago
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the-inspired-lesbian:

luxio:

tries to do things: becomes overridden with anxiety

doesn’t do things: becomes overridden with anxiety

Life.

(via cecehalpert)

2 days ago
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But then fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.

Concept art for 101 Dalmatians

(Source: mickeyandcompany, via heartofdisney)

21 hours ago
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Don’t ever feel bad for making a decision that upsets other people. You are not responsible for their happiness. You are responsible for your happiness.

I just drunk emailed a t.a. from last semester to complain about his shitty ass participation score dropped me from an A to a B+. I participated more than anyone in that class. Don’t be like me when you grow up

2 days ago
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"This is about how you carried my bag off the bus yesterday. This is about how.. when we go to the movies, and you go and you buy popcorn, you always make sure you bring back a napkin so I don’t wipe all the grease on my jeans. And this is about how just last week when we were at miniature golf, you took all of the shots first so I would know the correct path. You taught me how to drive. And last year at prom, you knew that the bracelet I was wearing was my mom’s. You kissed me first, sweetheart. The second time, you counted to ten before doing it again, just in case I wanted to stop you. You bought me a wall. We were alone on a boat for three months, and you understood without a word why I wasn’t ready. Do you have to ask me now, why I am? Pace, I’m going to count to ten.. and then I’m going to start kissing you. If you don’t want me to, then you’re just gonna have to stop me … ten, my love."

"This is about how you carried my bag off the bus yesterday. This is about how.. when we go to the movies, and you go and you buy popcorn, you always make sure you bring back a napkin so I don’t wipe all the grease on my jeans. And this is about how just last week when we were at miniature golf, you took all of the shots first so I would know the correct path. You taught me how to drive. And last year at prom, you knew that the bracelet I was wearing was my mom’s. You kissed me first, sweetheart. The second time, you counted to ten before doing it again, just in case I wanted to stop you. You bought me a wall. We were alone on a boat for three months, and you understood without a word why I wasn’t ready. Do you have to ask me now, why I am? Pace, I’m going to count to ten.. and then I’m going to start kissing you. If you don’t want me to, then you’re just gonna have to stop me … ten, my love."

(Source: echofades, via popcultureinfatuation)

2 days ago
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iblamebuckybarnes:

unofficialhogwarts:

Headcanon that after the battle of Hogwarts, George dyes his hair an outrageous colour, and at first Molly is mad, but then she hears George whisper “I kept thinking it was him in the mirror”. 

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2 days ago
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humansofnewyork:

"What’s your biggest dream for your child?""We’ll let him dream for himself."

(New Delhi, India)

humansofnewyork:

"What’s your biggest dream for your child?"
"We’ll let him dream for himself."

(New Delhi, India)

1 week ago
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