just to say

moves-like-jaeger:

rainbowsaola:

I WANT TO PLAY

I WANT TO PLAY THIS.

I like this game. WE SHALL PLAY.

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……That ship is so scared….

keen eyes

theres this girl in my class whos been carrying this 6x6 rubiks cube since the first day of school and today she finally finished it so we all started applauding n she was so overwhelmed she ended up crying

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Talking here because no one that knows me and what I’m talking about reads this tumblr. It’s a “safe space” haha.

Theatre drama? Really?
Over usage of the space?
Other students ratting us out?

I guess the bigger underlying problem is that we’re skipping on the rules.
sdflkj

camuizuuki:

rebloggedcucumbers:

profoundboners:

freedom-star:

thegestianpoet:

awkwardbirds:

ALWAYS REBLOG THIS.

ALWAYS

EVERYTHING IS STUPID BUT ME

ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS

ALWAYS

This panel

guys

this panel

fucking slays me

ALWAYS

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The Queero of Time: Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently

thepoetrycollection:

“Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently”
Raul Gutierrez

Trees talk to each other at night.
All fish are named either Lorna or Jack.
Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose.
Tiny bears live in drain pipes.
If you are very very quiet
you can hear the clouds rub against the sky.
The moon and the sun had a fight a long time ago.
Everyone knows at least one secret language.
When nobody is looking, I can fly.
We are all held together by invisible threads.
Books get lonely too.
Sadness can be eaten.
I will always be there.

This makes me cry

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Tags: poetry

The Queero of Time: Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently

thepoetrycollection:

“Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently”
Raul Gutierrez

Trees talk to each other at night.
All fish are named either Lorna or Jack.
Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose.
Tiny bears live in drain pipes.
If you are very very quiet…

THIS MAKES ME CRY

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