On this page you can scroll through stuff. Stuff that I happen to like. I don't care whether you like it or not. :)

thank you!!

poptart? don't you mean sodatart?

thank u for the

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d0nn0:

clestroying:

d0nn0:

if bumble bee came out he should say im bumble bi

Bumble bee can’t talk so he wouldn’t say anything

he uses the radio doug you uneducated bitch

anymannymore:

TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTTLE STAR

HOW IWONDER WHERE U R 

UP ABOVE THE WORLD SO HIGH

HIGHER THAN A MOTHERFUCKA 

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summershadowtwin:

tramtheram:

summershadowtwin:

best-of-funny:

lizard lizard

X

Correction: Brought home my last parrot in a box.  By the time we got home, there was no more box.

According to the sheet your parrot is infact a hamster.

It’s mother was a hamster, and it’s father smelled of elderberries.

latenightseth:

Amy Poehler’s reaction to Chris Pratt’s surprise package is priceless.

teacher: you need a 3 ring binder in my class
teacher: *doesn't hole punch anything*

earthdad:

i walk this lonely road….

kateordie:

moonglade-poetess:

tastefullyoffensive:

Bop it, Twist it, Pull it, Spin it, Flick it.

fixed it.

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skelezor:

lesmiserablesislife:

WHAT HAPPENED IN 2006

the first wave must have been unsuccessful

"Every day I wake up and think of the worst possible things that could happen
As I get ready I look at myself in the mirror and ask ‘what are you so afraid of, what’s the worst that could happen?’
Then I think about all the times I went in expecting the best and was disappointed, all the risks I’ve taken that haven’t paid off, all the embarrassment and self-loathing I could have spared myself if I had just laid low.
So now I always set the bar as low as possible, I don’t put in any effort anymore. So when I fail at least I know it wasn’t because I couldn’t do it. When things fall apart at least I’m just hurt instead of hurt and disappointed.
But still I’m not happy; I’m safe but I’m not happy. Why is it that I’m so terrified of failure? How has life left me so damaged that I fear even the smallest risk. My life has become so meticulous and calculated, what happened to the days when I used to enjoy myself.
I put myself into a box a while ago, and it has shielded me well. But I can’t stay in here any longer; my shield isn’t just keeping out the bad, but the good as well.
I think I’m going to come out, I hope I don’t regret this. But at least if I fall, I’ll have had the chance to fly."
— What do you say to taking chances?