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parent:	why hasn't ____ been round lately? I thought you were friends
me:	well they turned into a cunt

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lushbreeze:

foreverinyoeyezz:

30-9-96:

lolsofunny:

Australian model caught distracted during a photo shoot when the first plane hit tower 1. What an epic photo.
It’s so weird to think that normal things were happening on 9/11. People were walking their dogs, riding their bikes, models were doing photoshoots… and the planes hit.
One of my favorite pictures on Tumblr.
holy shit
i wonder what was going through her head at that moment

wow

if i was that model..i would be freaking out and not just you know sitting there like watching a flying cat

maybe an evil villain glued her there

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nic0tine-kisses:

the-stars-above-shine:

Amen

i only made this 2 days ago notes what

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clubocean:

w-utevaaaaa:

antip-odes:

teafolly:

coastlineteens:

lushblossom:

neon-children:

milesawayfromparadise:

p-layful:

satisfied-enough:

omfg love this

I met brenna harding at bdo woo.

i know brenna harding woo

<3

omg why can’t i meet brenna harding

i am brenna harding ….

I met Isabelle Cornish, little David and Sean keenan :)))

Met her at her work lol

water her on tv lol

watering your tv is not recommended

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holy-mother-of-galifrey:

fromparis-with1ove:

mark-pellegrino-is-my-king:

cute-little-princess:

ronweasley:

twinamericas:

221cbakerstreet:

aphotovici:

lil-banshee:

gaylienz:

eviljohnlock-shipper:

seaghdhasuil:

No, it’s fine. I didn’t need my heart.

Are we crying about a doodle of dinosaurs?

Yes

Welcome to Tumblr

Oh god it hurts why would you ever

The meteor was coming.
Oh, God, it was coming and she didn’t know what to do. Her son, her beautiful little son, pressed close to her side, craning his neck to look up at his Mother.
“Mummy, why is everyone moving? There’s plenty of food here.” He asked in his sweet, innocent voice.
“Because, my sweet, sometimes it is best that we move on. It is our way.” She replied, forcing the words past the lump in her throat.
“Oh,” Her son said, turning his gaze to the fiery rock in the sky that would spell their deaths out for them, “the old Triceratops told me it was cuzza that rock. He said the rock could hurt us real bad.” He continued, not understanding what he meant by those words in his innocence.
“Triceratops is being silly, he just wanted to tease you one more time before he left.” She lied, choking on her tears. Oh, God, he son, her lovely son, was going to die not understanding.
“Oh.”
She turned her face to the meteor- it was close now. It wouldn’t be long. Swinging her head around, she dropped her face to her sons and nuzzled him one last time. “Let’s play a game, yes? And then we’ll go join the others.” She suggested.
“Okay! What game shall we play, Mummy?”
“Let’s play pretend. We will imagine the sort of place we would like to move to, and when we open our eyes, that’s where we shall be.”
“How do we play?”
One last look at the meteor- it was almost time.
“Close your eyes and imagine the place, and count to thirty out loud. Just like when we play Hide-and-Seek.” She curled herself around her son, both of them now laid on the beach.
“Ok, Mummy. 1, 2, 3, 4…”
She watched the meteor approach with sad eyes, and just before it hit land she turned her head, laying it and her neck over her son and bracing herself.
Her son had not yet said 30, but it was over.

what the fuck is wrong with you

WOW HOLY FUCK THANKS FOR SHITTING ALL OVER MY HEART

*ugly sobbing*

this reminds me of titanic

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