we were taking our math test and i turned around and
can we just talk about not only whatever is all over that girl’s face, but the guy charging his phone in the back and the kid on the right who looks like he’s in immense pain
this picture is like the perfect description of school tho
is no one going to mention the girl knitting a fucking scarf in the back
- post limit gets changed to 150 posts a day
- you can’t google tumblr anymore you must yahoo it
- no more selfies allowed
- blogs with less than 300 followers will be deleted
- heroin will be legalized
- george bush will become president again
- stock market will crash
- korea will blow the US up
- world war 3
Well that escalated quickly….
what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?
Woah woah wait
you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most”
that would explain why, because you would actually be inhaling little parts of them over time
Oh my god
So my mom told me to record a song for her. She didn’t give specific instructions like what kind of song and she didn’t tell me not to fool around while singing, so there.. now’s my chance to do some impressions
My dad’s GPS
EVERYONE STOP AND LISTEN TO THE PERFECT POST
holy fucking perfect!
oh my god
I did not think this would be so funny but it is.