no one gives a fuck if that photo is queued and that you’re on vacation
“forever reblog!!!” the teen girl writes on her favourite post, laughing. she looks around. suddenly she’s not in her room anymore, but in some large warehouse full of girls roughly her age. she looks down to see her hand alt+clicking on the post she just reblogged. and again. and again. “forever reblog,” they all chant in unison. “forever reblog.”
- 1950s lyrics: splishin and a-splashin, one time i was splishin and a-splashin. ooh, i was movin and a-groovin. yeah, i was splishin and a-splashin.
- 1960s lyrics: he hit me and it felt like a kiss. he hit me and i knew he loved me. if he didn't care for me, i could have never made him mad. but he hit me and i was glad.
- 1970s lyrics: my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling. my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling.
- 2012 lyrics: i'm pimpin where i'm winnin, thats just how i’m chillin. i'm smokin grits and sellin chickens, corvette painted lemons.
- EVERY DECADE HAS BAD LYRICS NOW GET OVER YOURSELVES YOU INSUFFERABLE DOUCHEBAGS
will we still have tumblr in 2016 cause I want to blog about Brazil Olympics
I’m just saying, if Kristen Stewart’s life and career are ruined by this bizarre cheating scandal while Chris Brown continues to make money, we have failed as a society and everyone should feel deeply ashamed of themselves.
when did tumblr collectively decide not to use punctuation like when did this happen why is this a thing
it just looks so smooth I mean look at this sentence flow like a jungle river
i may be annoying and ugly but at least i don’t have auto play on my blog
- angry French person : PUTAIN
- amazed French person : PUTAIN
- happy French person : PUTAIN
- sad French person : PUTAIN
- lost French person : PUTAIN
- disgusted French person : PUTAIN
- horny French person : PUTAIN
- bored French person : PUTAIN
i have a lot of clothes for someone who basically wears the same three outfits over and over again