pippa6100:

I can’t believe Doug Dimmadome, owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome, bought tumblr

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whatshouldwecallbiddies:

Some girls:

Me:

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rnilkbreath:

rnilkbreath:

rnilkbreath:

rnilkbreath:

i was supposed to go to bed an hour ago dont tell my mom

my mom says i have to go to bed now which one of u meaners told

who the fudge changed ‘fudgers’ to ‘meaners’

WHO CHANGED IT FROM FUCKERS TO FUDGERS I WILL KILL THE POPSICLE DONT TESTICLE ME

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Ariel doesn’t have many regrets about leaving the ocean. There’s Flounder, of course. She’ll miss not seeing him…seeing him and the family he’s bound to have had by now. She’ll miss swimming with dolphins and exploring old ship wrecks. 

But more than anything, she’ll miss this girl…a girl she’d never spoken to. A girl, her age, who’d had green shells covering her breasts and a tail the loveliest shade of blue she’d ever seen. Ariel had never spoken to her…but she wishes she had. Then again, she thinks, perhaps it’s better that she hadn’t. She’s not exactly good at restraining herself when she wants something. 

When Eric asks her to think of name for their child, she almost says it…the name of the girl, that is. But because it was so long ago and she really ought to be over it by now, instead of suggesting the name ‘Kerri’, she tells him, “Melody”, instead. 

And so the school week begins…

sorrydean:

jo—harvelle:

Hey so if we have a mutual follow goin on, feel free to ask for my 

• cellular number
• snapchat
• twitter
• facebook
• skype
• email
• facetime
• first born

you know, anything you want :3

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lolsofunny:

onlylolgifs:

(lol here!)

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pattinsin:

i actually have a fashion taste that is completly different from what i actually wear but i dont have enough confidence to wear what i really want to wear

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onlyalittlelion:

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the-vashta-nerada:

when my older sister was in high school they had a really strict policy against note passing and if they caught a note they’d read it in front of class so my sister and her friends all learned tolkien elvish so if a teacher ever found their notes they wouldn’t be able to read it

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