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iamthecutestofborg:

brainstatic:

Is something not about your dick? Make it about your dick! Don’t let her do anything without reminding her that you have a dick.

How to be a Douchebag 101:
Lesson One-  Scare away your dates by making everything a gross sexual innuendo instead of being a normal, interesting person!

iamthecutestofborg:

brainstatic:

Is something not about your dick? Make it about your dick! Don’t let her do anything without reminding her that you have a dick.

How to be a Douchebag 101:

Lesson One-  Scare away your dates by making everything a gross sexual innuendo instead of being a normal, interesting person!

atatuga:

sluttynuggets:

i hate the website weheartit??? you can hear tits??? do they even make noise???

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voimuikku:

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taco-marco:

staff:

starting today all blogs without the following image will be deleted within 24 hours

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i’m not even afraid of deletion. i just want this image on my blog

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The Jellyfish Song ♥

twilishady:

I did a MIDI about this song, but here i can submit mp3 files only ( ≧Д≦)

well, hope you like it (●´∀`●)

about not all bi women being attracted to men Anonymous

tofugoddess:

I could see your confusion. There are more than two genders. Bi does not mean attracted to both women and men, contrary to popular belief. It means either two or more genders, or your gender and others. So for example you can bi and be attracted to women and say, agender people. Hope that makes sense :)

evilscientist:

teacher: your homework will only have 4 problems!

homework: 1a 1b 1c 1d 1e 2a 2b 2c 2d 2e 3a 3b 3c 3d 3e 4a 4b 4c 4d 4e

hail-brightest-of-stars:

Finishing an entire anime in one night.

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Receiving suggestions for new animes that can also be finished in one night.

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What has caused you to hate men so much? Anonymous

claudiaboleyn:

Funny you should ask! I’ll let you in on my origin story if you like?

Well, once upon a time I was your average, man-loving, non-opinionated, quiet, submissive, totally sexually available young woman. I loved the dudes. I can’t tell you how much I worshipped those blokes. I couldn’t even open a jar back then. Ah, the memories. I shied from the colour blue. I refused to step into a room that contained power tools. Football frightened me into week long seclusions. Don’t get me started on the horror beer brought on. 

And then, one night, I left my window open. It was hot, y’know? I probably shouldn’t have done it. 

But in flew the Misandry Fairy. She was magnificent. As she fluttered into my room she left a trail of glittering misogynist tears that sparkled like diamonds. She wore blood red especially smeary lipstick, the type that scares guys and makes them afraid of kissing you, to ward them off. She had beautifully hairy legs, hairy arms, and wore high waisted shorts (which we all know is the 2014 trend men hate). It wasn’t 2014 at the time, you understand, but she’s a fairy so I assume she looked into the future to find inspiration for her particular misandric look. She was also a lesbian. Because we all know how those lesbians hate men, right? 

"Claudia," she said to me. "It’s time to face your destiny. Inside of you is a burning misandric rage unlike anything the world has ever seen. When you wake up tomorrow, I want you opening jars left right and centre. Open so many jars that the men get jealous. Open so many jars that you and everyone around you are in danger of drowning in the contents. Keep on opening them. No matter what. Never give up." 

I was so shocked that I did not answer. It was the middle of the night and I was unaccustomed to being visited by such wise and noble beings. 

Before she left, she turned around in the air, her fluttering rainbow wings shining in the moonlight, and whispered: “Also, you’re queer. The Coming Out fairy was busy so I took his shift. Have a nice day.” 

The next morning I awoke and began to carry out my purpose. From that day on, men have trembled to see me. Occasionally they whimper “don’t let her near any jars for the love of God”, but most of the time they merely scatter as I enter any vicinity I please. 

I owe her everything. Without her, I would not be the woman I am today. 

This story is 100% true. You can quote me on it and everything. Never let anyone tell you fairies don’t exist. They do. And they’re raging misandrists. 

xxx

Anonymous asked: Kyoukai no Kanata or Code Geass

torterra:

ive been thinking about stuf.f.. 
its hard to cut hair with a gas mask onz

torterra:

ive been thinking about stuf.f.. 

its hard to cut hair with a gas mask onz

weee3:

i bought clip paint studio a week ago. it’s purty neat

Moe Space Dandy…!!!

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