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spookymicah:

Damn right.

tschaikovsky:

cakety-cake:

jillyfishfillet:

it’s 2014 why do boys still think girls like the smell of axe

it’s 2014 why do girls think boys like the smell of overpowering fruity floral perfume

It’s been 84 years, and I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called the Ship of Dreams. And it was. It really was.

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Infected | Strangers

(Source: walkingdixon)

Pound it.

(Source: delphinecormier)

armadillo:

when you say a joke in front of a big group and no one laughs

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johnlockintensifies:

The Walking Dead: Strangers

I LAUGHED SO HARD WHEN DARYL TOSSED THE JUG.

(Source: thewalking-dead-bitches)

I miss Andrea… I miss Hershel… I don’t miss that sword.

Michonne (INSERT UGLY SOBBING)

(Source: tmd-spooky-station)

x/x

(Source: craicthatniall)

slutty-egg:

is that john green

(Source: fortscrotum)

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