So I saw this dust bunny and it just kept going and going. Then I realized it was a moth. 

I don’t ever post this crap on here to complain but seriously, life is so exhausting, there are not enough hours in the day to get things done. #exhausted #tired #done #help #drained #ineedahug

britishmanwhores:

elounever:

letmelarryyou:

ladybellebug:

larryslove:

chinnychinchins1504:

I have died and flown to heaven…

damn….

Why is Caspar Lee Nouis?

What?

The Zarry one…..

WHERE THE FUCK CAN I FIND HIM

zOUIS OH MY GOD

Hahaha Caspar Lee as Nouis though wtf

CasparLeeCasparLeeCasparLeeCasparLeeCasparLeeCasparLeeCasparLeeCasparLeeCasparLee AHHHHHHH My fellow South African S l u t. 

(via fabunialler)

Coke Coke Coke a Cola

So a while ago while I was at this college room area place taking some classes. During Lunch break (Which is what they call it even though we don’t get any lunch) A couple of my friends and I went into a small room right in the middle of the building. There were like 8 of us and the five boys decided it’d be fun to mess around with the cool drinks we’d been given in biology, right? So they were shaking the cans of coke around like it was nobody’s business while the girls and I (because I am a girl, scary right?) were discussing Prom. Low and behold, Josh’s coke can decides to jump through the air. And then this happens. Oh sweet mercy intelligence of teenage boys. The coke freaking explodes like a nuclear bomb just went down erupting all over the computers, the ceiling, the floor. EVERYTHING. Including me. I was right in the line of fire. While everyone was like: 

I’m just standing there drenched in coke while everyone goes silent and looks at me: 

The bitches start clapping and laughing like

Then the teacher walks in and everyone goes silent and she looks at me still standing there dripping with coke and then she looks at everyone else and just stands there like

Then she leaves while the boys scurry to clean up and I’m still standing there too shocked to even speak, Like what the actual. 

IS THAT SPONGEBOB COMING OUT OF THE BOTTOM CABINET?!  

WHO FUCKS UP MY KITCHEN AND POSSESSES ME

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FILLED WITH HELLSPAWN AND DEMONS IS HE

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So I’m on Facebook, right? My friends mum posts this thing about how immigrants shouldn’t be allowed in the States. Like, DO YOU HATE ME OR SOMETHING?! Cause I could leave, right now. The British are better anyway, I have an aunt in Scotland I could go live with. 

Advice from Bubbles

I was going to change up my blog a bit, (Just some background stuff, no biggie.) But then I remembered I was doing it to impress a guy. One guy, who would probably not even care how my Tumblr was set up. He’d probably just scroll right through it and then click to facebook to talk to some other more attractive girl. I mean COME ON, a guy?! Really, Tara, really? The thing about Tumblr, is your main blog is supposed to represent you, not the ‘cool’ you which a cute guy might like. If he doesn’t like you for you then he sucks a lot and doesn’t deserve you. Brains over Beauty. Also boys have cooties so they’re not all that great. ;-) 

I just really like male British youtubers, this is a problem because I’m South African. Yet.. I live in America. Someone. Please. I can’t even. H e l p. 

Vlogs

I’ve been thinking about becoming a vlogger but then I’d just forget about it like all my other little projects. Cough Twitter Cough Tumblr Cough Instagram, sorry pals. 

I like turtles because they’re so chill. They don’t hurt anyone. They’re just like, ‘Hey man, I want to swim, and maybe eat some lettuce. But I’m gonna take my time getting there, I’m not in a rush. Because I’m a turtle.

I’m good not knowing though bro. 

(Source: toofuntobehipster, via please-dontleave-me)

Sorry but this is pretty damn true even for HPlyrikz 

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So it’s 11pm at night. I’m in my house. Alone. Kay? The door slowly creaks open. Now I already think my house is haunted, cause it’s super old. So my heart basically stops pumping and I’m dying there. 
………………..
THEN I REALIZE.
 I think it’s a freaking ghost or something cause I see/hear is a door slowly creaking open. Then I realize k a y HOLD ONTO YOUR HORSES
It’s my cat playing footsie with the bag by my door. TILLIE REALLY, AT THIS HOUR. I CAN’T EVEN. N O.

(Source: cheekhy, via nightmaretreat)

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