dammit-clint:

believe in yourself as much as robert downey jr believes in himself

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I don’t want sex, I want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.

Then sex.

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rnarkiplier:

rnarkiplier:

people are fucking disgusting the fact that iggy azalea cant crowd surf during her concerts anymore because people try to finger her is horrible and gross i hate this world

the fact people are like ”well she hardly wears anything on stage shes asking for it”

SHE SHOULD BE…

mishasminions:

SIR PATRICK STEWART & SIR IAN MCKELLEN: How to Be a Sir

floozys:

circuitrants:

floozys:

the fact that breast feeding in public is up for discussion

the fact that the sexualization of breasts has gotten to the point where it gets in the way of its sole fucking purpose  

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So long as you’re discreet about it.

I mean like, public urination ain’t cool.

i don’t know what they taught you in school son but we don’t piss out of our tits 

tutimon886:

mbrainspaz:

So my university had a ‘stress-free resort’ station set up today to help students combat the stress of finals week.
There was a coloring table
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complete with Lion King coloring books
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There was a lego table
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and PUPPIES
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also, free massages. 

This is the most wonderful thing that ever happened in four years of college. 

Our school should do this

I just want someone to want me..

Well that was embarrassing..

nosdrinker:

my english teacher accused me of plagiarizing an essay i wrote about my own life

boys-and-suicide:

It pisses me off when people are so against the depression accounts.  Like I’m sorry you get to go out with friends, have fun, and blog about how great your day was.  Some of us are actually trying to survive while we’re up at 3 AM and all we can do is use Tumblr to find people who relate to us.  So I’m sorry if our blogs don’t meet your expectations.  We have them for ourselves, not anyone else.  So a big FUCK YOU.  That’s all.