when i have a kid i’m going to make his middle name “lazy” or something so that when ppl yell at him like “holy frick you’re so lazy” he can just be like “yeah well lazy’s my middle name” and swag the fuck outta there
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when i have a kid i’m going to make his middle name “lazy” or something so that when ppl yell at him like “holy frick you’re so lazy” he can just be like “yeah well lazy’s my middle name” and swag the fuck outta there
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girls are attracted to assholes because in elementary school girls were told “if he’s mean to you that means he likes you”
the da vinci code has been cracked
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Evan looked up from his drink, swirling it, thoughtlessly. “Her favorite animals were crabs,” he said, turning to Jason. He let out a sigh. “Kind of ironic, huh? Considering how she…died.” His voice shook, slightly, and he took another long swig from his mug. He was holding back tears.
Jason put his hand on Evan’s back. “Your girlfriend died of crabs?” he asked, sympathetic.
Evan turned. “What? No, dude, she died of cancer. Jesus fuck, dude.”

hammpix: For those of you who don’t understand archaeology, I have made a diagram.
My favourite tragic love story is that of an artist and their art
to be reblogged by every artist on tumblr eventually, for sure
Daily struggle.
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