heisenburnbitch:

crockercorpjanecrocker:

kitkat808:

starkspangly:

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON

OMFG my teacher just showed us this in death and dying class

what the fuck kinda school have death and dying class
what the fuck death and dying classs

In med school you take a death and dying class usually

sabubu91:

rideitslut:

rural-mom:

stonecoldstunning:

men took my little pony away from us girls so us teen girls are takin pro wrestling fuck yall just try n stop us

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have fun fetishizing the shit out of *real life* celebrities. it actually makes the people who sexualize the shit out of children’s cartoons seem normal.

did you just imply being attracted to actual real human males isn’t normal but wanting to fuck cartoon horses is

I need to reblog this again because it still makes me laugh

"

You called me.
It took you two fucking years but you called me.
I bet you heard my heart stop & start again,
My heart was beating in my ears-
Drowning out an apology I’ve written books around.
I was days away from forgetting the sound of your voice, I just know it;
But it was kinda like hearing my favorite summer love song,
I wasn’t sure if I’d remember the words,
But I found myself singing along.
It was like we picked up right where we left off-
Funny how you always love me in the Summer,
Then forget the way you held me by August.

You held me like I put the fucking stars in the sky,
But then you left.
And you didn’t look back for two years.

And it hurts to remember that-
But I have to,
Because when I heard your laugh I almost forgot,
I almost forgot all the poems I wrote in my blood for you.
I almost forgot the nights I drowned all your words in vodka-
there wasn’t an apology in any of the bottles.

I missed you in ways I can’t put into words.
I ached to my core,
even my bones hurt.

I cried so many tears for you.
I cried when I read what you said to her,
…You said you loved her.
I cried that whole day,
You called me at work,
to tell me you were catching a bus back to her in so many words.
I cried oceans on my way to watch you leave.
You didn’t change your mind. You didn’t come back.

You broke me in ways every man in my future will hate you for.
When I have a daughter one day & I talk to her about heartbreak,
I’ll tell her your name.

You nearly killed me & you didn’t even blink.

"

I’ll forgive you but I won’t forget. (via caramelcoatedxxxtacy)

pleatedjeans:

"My wife didn’t want to take maternity pictures, so I hired a photographer and took her place…" [x]

90s-forever:

njborn95:

lmao 

The best one I’ve seen yet.

90s-forever:

njborn95:

lmao

The best one I’ve seen yet.

un-organized-chaos:

man-in-a-silly-redsheet:

“I’ve poked my head into theaters in L.A. for that moment just to hear people gasp,” director Marc Webb tells EW. “It’s fascinating. People just don’t believe it.” Webb understands. He felt much the same way when Gwen Stacy was killed off in the comic. “It stayed with me in a profound way. It broke me. I was anxious and curious to explore it on the screen. From the very beginning I planned on doing it,” he says. “For me, everything in the movie was built around that moment. There’s a cost to being a hero.”

But there was another theme that greatly interested Webb: “[The movie] is also about time and about valuing the time you have with the one you love,” he says. He points out that the very first shot of the film is a ticking clock, and that its first line is Richard Parker saying, “I wish I had more time.” Time is the underlying theme of Gwen’s valedictorian speech, and her last fateful moments take place where? At a clock tower.  “Ultimately, it’s not the Goblin that kills Gwen,” says Webb. “They’re fighting in the cogs, in the machinery of the clock tower, and Spider-Man puts his foot in between the cogs and literally tries to stop time. That’s what causes her death—his inability, despite his enormous efforts, to stop time.”

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this.

There’s a cost to being a hero.”

un-organized-chaos:

If I was on the fence about seeing this movie I am not anymore.

bettydays:

I have a story.

So my sister got run over by a car once. It was a pretty big deal. Well like a year later she got into a little fender bender and was really bent out of shape about it, so I went and got her a cake. 

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When I put in my order for the cake, the guy at the bakery asked, “Do you want it to say anything?”

And with a perfectly straight face, I said, “‘Sorry you got hit by a car again.’”

He narrowed his eyes a moment, then nodded and wrote it down, and took it to kitchen to get the writing done.

All the way from the back of the kitchen, I hear a woman shout, “‘Again’?!”