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Such A Strange World We Live In
I’d rather be dead than be without you —Kevin when i asked him what he’d do if i die

heliolisk:

pokescans:

Pokémon Center Yokohama, part 3/4.

FREE THEM FREE THEM ALL

i know where I need to take Kev

The more and more you call me yours, the more and more I fall in love

fuckyeahthespianpeacock:

saltheria:

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mythchief:

So there I was, ready to take a shower. I mean, I was dirty, a little greasy, a shower was not such a horrible idea. People take showers, amiright? Of course!

I get naked.

FULL naked.

REAL naked.

I’m talking the exact opposite reason why you ever went to your grandmother’s house.

No cookies. Blatant nudity.

That’s how folks take showers these days, right? Well, I pull back the curtain…

And there it was.

This…thing…sitting on the little soap/shower/pube shelf. Not a care in the world, like it’s been there for years. “What the fuck is that?” I think to myself.

Now, what follows is the exact pattern of thought that took me from rational human being to Sloth in 3.4 seconds.

“Is that a Red Lobster cheesy biscuit? Holy fuck that’s a Red Lobster cheesy biscuit. OMG why would someone leave that unattended. Those things are so delicious. I’m gonna eat the fuck out of it. Man, I can’t wait to see whoever left it’s face when they come back to find that someone ate their cheesy biscuit’s fuck. Ohhh boy.”

Then my brain sent a message to my arm that said, “Reach for that cheesy biscuit, bitch. WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!?”

As you must already know, we are all contractually bound to make a dickload of mistakes throughout our lifetime. Some of those mistakes are so big that they forever hinder our world and warrant entire chapters in our children’s history books. However, most mistakes have the dubious providence of merely haunting one’s soul and festering amidst the subconscious for always and eternity.

This was, nearly, one of those.

If my adjacency to failure could be measured, the only possible unit of measurement to appropriate it would be “baby condoms”. And no, I do not mean those horrendous papoose-like titty-cribs that the slovenly carriage their spawn around in in Wal-Mart, I mean condoms that a baby would wear.

My adjacency to failure was roughly 1 and a half Kiddie Trojans.

I’m not sure what stopped me, be it cosmic or supernatural, but it gave my brain just enough time to ask itself some rather important questions regarding this little tub treasure. Questions like:

“WHO, THE FUCK, WOULD LEAVE A CHEESY BISCUIT IN MY SHOWER?!”

And inquiries such as:

“AND WHY WERE YOU GOING TO EAT IT, MORON?!”

Seriously, was I so hungry that I would wantonly disobey all the integral conditioning and survival imprinting my parents bestowed upon me like the ever important, “Um, don’t eat that biscuit, you don’t know where it’s been or whose it is and also you found it in the shower.” in order to satisfy something so benign as a munchie?

That, I’m sorry to say, was pretty much my reality.

An early morning introspective psychological evaluation of a sad, hungry, naked man who almost ate a bar of soap.

OMG ITS BACK

This shit needs to be published.

This is going in the monologue section and I’m not even sorry.

lovelypostcards:

This maps shows the city of Taylorville in Illinois, USA with a population of around 12,000.

The statue of Abraham Lincoln with a pig is famous for Taylorville. A  legend says the pigs were wallowing under the courthouse, making lots of noise. Lincoln was not amused, thus he requested a “writ of quietus”.

from: Illinois/USA

time: 5 days

received: 26th july 2014

how many times i pass this thing (the statue) on a weekly basis is crazy

Reblog if you think gay marriage should be legal.

archangelsposts:

143nevaeh:

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takeflightlittlebird:

cccuunnnt:

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awindowtothewest:

the-queen-of-anchors:

HOLY FUCK THE NOTES.

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HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THE NOTES

reblog EVERY TIME THIS IS ON YOUR DASH .

If you follow me and you don’t reblog this, we’re gonna have a little issue.

I will 500% judge you if you don’t Reblog

More people reblogged this than there are in my state??

More people reblogged this than there are in my COUNTRY??

#reblog

I have to reblog this immediately!

Home. Your arms. Away. All the same place, just different ways to spell it.

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