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Jenn, 22- Posts about Harry Potter, Batman, Game of Thrones, Teen Wolf, and other crap you probably hate.

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I've Never Seen Such Beautiful Shirts Before

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nikkipher:

THIS ONE TIME A KID IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD WAS LATE GETTING HOME BECAUSE HE WAS BUYING DRUGS SO HE TOLD HIS MOM HE GOT KIDNAPPED AND SHE MADE HIM REPORT IT TO THE POLICE AND HE DESCRIBED THE KIDNAPPER AS COUNT OLAF AND THEN THIS HAPPENED

nikkipher:

THIS ONE TIME A KID IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD WAS LATE GETTING HOME BECAUSE HE WAS BUYING DRUGS SO HE TOLD HIS MOM HE GOT KIDNAPPED AND SHE MADE HIM REPORT IT TO THE POLICE AND HE DESCRIBED THE KIDNAPPER AS COUNT OLAF AND THEN THIS HAPPENED

heyfunniest:

Someone took a candid photo of a fight in Ukranian Parliament that is as well-composed as the best renaissance art.

heyfunniest:

Someone took a candid photo of a fight in Ukranian Parliament that is as well-composed as the best renaissance art.

kaiju3:

The American Hogwarts Houses

kaiju3:

The American Hogwarts Houses

sketchshark:

The post-poop scampers. 

sketchshark:

The post-poop scampers. 

crankily:

 (18+)

crankily:

 (18+)

incendiarism:

M-McDonalds-chan…

incendiarism:

M-McDonalds-chan…

aleatoryw:

justsomecrazydreamer:

Glamour finally speaking my language

FICS BEFORE DICKS

aleatoryw:

justsomecrazydreamer:

Glamour finally speaking my language

FICS BEFORE DICKS

mydraco:

my deepest fear is that my kids will think that harry potter is a piece of crap

flamelscross:

ss-tiles:

“writing a fic with a hardcore lemon in it!!!”

i don’t understand

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hardcore lemon??

And this is the difference between fandom generations.

donthatemecusimbeautiful:

Classic Novels + YA Movie Retelling

When I was nine, my father sliced his knee
With a chainsaw. But he let himself bleed
And finished cutting down one more tree
Before his boss drove him to EMERGENCY.
Late that night, stoned on morphine and beer,
My father needed my help to steer
His pickup into the woods. “Watch for deer,”
My father said. “Those things just appear
Like magic.” It was an Indian summer
And we drove through warm rain and thunder,

Until we found that chainsaw, lying under
The fallen pine. Then I watched, with wonder,
As my father, shotgun-rich and impulse-poor,
Blasted that chainsaw dead. “What was that for?”

I asked. “Son,” my father said. “Here’s the score.
Once a thing tastes blood, it will come for more.”

mutually assured destruction, Sherman Alexie

(via gatsbees)

Take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.
— Elie Wiesel (via dangerouswitnesses)