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ashestoashesjc:

i love studio ghibli movies. not only for their amazing animation and storytelling, but because whenever characters get upset or surprised they go from

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to

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this kid’s got the world figured out
this kid’s got the world figured out

dear-melina-count-me-in:

like-fairy-acid:

bo0ner:

captainkellic:

assertively:

i just really wanted to screenshot this holy shit

…this is amazing

im crying, if you dont reblog this im judging you

Oh wow. Words I have none

…what?

dear-melina-count-me-in:

like-fairy-acid:

bo0ner:

captainkellic:

assertively:

i just really wanted to screenshot this holy shit

…this is amazing

im crying, if you dont reblog this im judging you

Oh wow. Words I have none

…what?

snarkreactors:

I had my hands full but I needed to turn on my light

so I just used my mouth and flicked the switch up with my tongue

and then I realized

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oh

deathbyloli:

This is the best fucking thing ever

deathbyloli:

This is the best fucking thing ever

claydols:

my eyes change colour depending on my swag levels. they are the darkest brown when my swag levels are at a maximum. i have never seen them change

sharonosbourne:

majortvjunkie:

urbanfuck:

fun fact: me in the white shorts

fun fact: me in the gray shorts kissing the cutest boy in the world

fun fact: I took this picture so I guess that’s all you need to know about my love life

sharonosbourne:

majortvjunkie:

urbanfuck:

fun fact: me in the white shorts

fun fact: me in the gray shorts kissing the cutest boy in the world

fun fact: I took this picture so I guess that’s all you need to know about my love life

mercuriesrising:

kirbyrightbackatya:

night-creeping-rascal:

kankristhighhighs:

In art class my friend rolled himself in bubble wrap and stayed like that the whole day. When he sat down in our math class the teacher told him to take it off and he didn’t want to so he said “long live the king” and rolled out the door and down the hallway. And all you could hear was the faint popping of the bubblewrap as he rolled away. My teacher never went after him. 

#some people are destined for greatness

its always the math teacher who tells you you cant

Yes good.

mercuriesrising:

kirbyrightbackatya:

night-creeping-rascal:

kankristhighhighs:

In art class my friend rolled himself in bubble wrap and stayed like that the whole day. When he sat down in our math class the teacher told him to take it off and he didn’t want to so he said “long live the king” and rolled out the door and down the hallway. And all you could hear was the faint popping of the bubblewrap as he rolled away. My teacher never went after him. 

#some people are destined for greatness

its always the math teacher who tells you you cant

Yes good.

salmiakkivodka:

If dudes are expected to have a lot of sex

But ladies are expected to stay virgins until marriage

But homosexuality is bad

I’m really confused who dudes are supposed to be having all that sex with

kilionmywaywardthorin:

istherenothingyouwouldnotdo:

Let me explain you a thing.
When I say I adore Misha Collins, I don’t mean because he’s attractive or funny (though that comes into it), I mean because he is a genuinely nice person.
I was at Asylum 10 this weekend, and for Misha’s autographs he wasn’t allowed to personalise things because of time constraints which is fair enough. However, when I was getting mine, I managed to blurt out (I mean it I was shaking really hard) how important it was to meet him, as Asylum 10 was a goal for me not to kill myself.
The second I said that he stopped writing and looked up at me, and his response was:
“You need better goals.” I almost laughed but I was really trying not to cry, so I responded with:
“No. I don’t.” At this point, he reached across the table and grabbed my hand, pen still off the paper. He looked up at me, shaking and almost crying and smiled and said the simplest thing. At this point he let my hand go.
“See you next year?” I nodded, I was shaking really hard and I picked up the picture and went to leave, but he grabbed my hand again and pulled me back a little. He asked for my name and then wrote what it says on the top left hand corner. He squeezed my hand and smiled and then let me go.

no, I’m not crying
it’s just Misha Collins and his kindness and his big heart in my eye

kilionmywaywardthorin:

istherenothingyouwouldnotdo:

Let me explain you a thing.

When I say I adore Misha Collins, I don’t mean because he’s attractive or funny (though that comes into it), I mean because he is a genuinely nice person.

I was at Asylum 10 this weekend, and for Misha’s autographs he wasn’t allowed to personalise things because of time constraints which is fair enough. However, when I was getting mine, I managed to blurt out (I mean it I was shaking really hard) how important it was to meet him, as Asylum 10 was a goal for me not to kill myself.

The second I said that he stopped writing and looked up at me, and his response was:

“You need better goals.” I almost laughed but I was really trying not to cry, so I responded with:

“No. I don’t.” At this point, he reached across the table and grabbed my hand, pen still off the paper. He looked up at me, shaking and almost crying and smiled and said the simplest thing. At this point he let my hand go.

“See you next year?” I nodded, I was shaking really hard and I picked up the picture and went to leave, but he grabbed my hand again and pulled me back a little. He asked for my name and then wrote what it says on the top left hand corner. He squeezed my hand and smiled and then let me go.

no, I’m not crying

it’s just Misha Collins and his kindness and his big heart in my eye