23 May 2013 42,420 notes

hypnotiqradiance:

toadlyoko:

So in middle school we weren’t allowed to have any drinks aside from water but I kept sprite or the clear kool aid in a water bottle and felt like I was someone who made moonshine during the prohibition era.

in catholic school we just used vodka

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21 May 2013 30,277 notes

bandbutts:

If masturbating while stoned isn’t called weed whacking I don’t know how to live my life anymore

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21 May 2013 48,652 notes

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21 May 2013 1,176,066 notes

questionromanova:

sillyarms:

marththebland:

vagiqua:

Rule #1 of Tumblr:

you must reblog our creator whenever he comes up on your dash

david karp looks through the notes of this post, puts all the urls he sees onto the safe list, then deletes the rest of the blogs. reblogging this post is like when the jews put the lamb’s blood on their doorposts so the angel of death wouldn’t kill their firstborns.

Must reblog for that comment

That comment, my God..

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21 May 2013 17,452 notes

Why I like being a lesbian.

hersmiletakesmehigher:

imsuchafagg0t:

Girls are so fucking sexy.

You can’t get pregnant even if you forget to take your pill.

If you want penetrative sex, you can still get it, but with a really awesome purple penis.

Boobs go ‘badoing’ and can amuse me for hours.

When they bite their lip…

You can both ‘wear the trouser’s’ and not make a guy feel emasculated.

A girl’s skin is always so soft.

Again, boobs.

And also, vaginas.

And just generally, girls are yummy.

*my girls so yummy (:

21 May 2013 13,416 notes

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21 May 2013 106,018 notes

My sister Christi had a baby when I was 17, and I had just heard about crib death. The horrible thing was that it wasn’t understood. For some unknown reason the baby would stop breathing. So I would sneak into where the baby was sleeping and put my hand in her crib, hold her little finger, and I’d sleep on the floor like that. It was stupid, I’m sure. But I thought the warmth of my hand might help, that maybe if she felt my pulse it would remind her to breathe.

Johnny Depp