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barack-not-obama:

badgalfaashion:

underplay:

progressmarchon:

I’m sorry but I WILL FOREVER REBLOG THIS. I’m not sorry. This is amazing. 

fucking insane. mad respect

what the hell , I cant even draw a tree.

What if he screws up drawing the other eye

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Aug 30, 2014 / 500,774 notes

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better-than-kanye-bitchh:

legalmexican:

"Mexicans are taking our jobs" but y’all took thousands of Africans to do yours

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Jul 16, 2014 / 1,719,827 notes

momazhari:

burn-down-the-world:

This was the single funniest thing I have ever seen a president do.

I’M STILL LAUGHING.

I will never not reblog this.

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Let’s all take a moment to remember that Obama actually fucking did this omg

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Jul 14, 2014 / 557 notes
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trippy-rap-shit:

Kanye West Full Discography
Jun 15, 2014 / 45,399 notes

trippy-rap-shit:

Kanye West Full Discography

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Jun 1, 2014 / 187,277 notes

otheranonymous:

stylepersonified:

More fantastic ads

Holy shit they just kept getting more intense/real

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Jun 1, 2014 / 482,324 notes

flower asks

  • Daisy: How old were you when you had your first kiss?
  • Carnation: If I handed you a concert ticket right now, who would you want to be the performer?
  • Jasmine: What color looks best on you?
  • foxglove: Name three facts about your family?
  • Allium: What's the best thing you can cook?
  • Orange Blossom: If you could pick the gender and appearance of your child, would you?
  • Calla Lily: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?
  • Poinsettia: Favorite holiday dish?
  • Oxlip: Would you ever get into a long distance relationship?
  • Primrose: Favorite kind of soup?
  • Daffodil: What's the most thoughtful present you've ever received?
  • Rose: Are you currently in love with someone?
  • Amsonia: Would you ever become a vegan?
  • Peony: What's your favorite hot beverage?
  • Tulip: For your birthday, what kind of cake do you ask for?
  • Myrtle: Do you like going on airplanes?
  • Hibiscus: Did you ever play an instrument? If so what?
  • Zinnia: Who was your best friend when you were six years old?
  • Poppy: What color was your childhood home?
  • Hydrangea: Starbucks order?
  • Violet: Do you like where you're from?
  • Locust: What was your favorite book as a child?
  • Rhododendron: What's the scariest dream you've ever had?
  • Queen Anne's Lace: Would you rather carve pumpkins or wrap presents?
  • Magnolia: Favorite kind of candy?
  • Aster: Would you rather be cold or hot?
  • Marigold: Do you listen to what's on the radio?
  • Heliconia: Do you like when it rains?
  • Azalea: What's a movie you cried while watching?
  • Dandelion: Do you think you're important?

i’ve tried counting every freckle on your back. but i always get lost in the curve down your spine. if i could, i would erase every single one of them. as if each freckle was a bad memory i could take from your mind and swallow them chased with whiskey. i’d turn you back into something so pure. like a blank canvas untouched by my clumsy brush. or a blank vhs tape that isn’t filled with distant memories. you could be as pure as the blue sky over some sad midwest town. not these grey, factory clouds over new york city. i’d turn you back into the idea that there’s a universe within our bodies. rather than my smoke filled lungs and offbeat heart. but for now i’ll still try falling in love with the world through all the little things like sunsets and empty bars, heavy rain and pale sunsets, all the oxygen in my lungs and those tiny veins on the back of your eyelids. 
May 26, 2014 / 24,512 notes

i’ve tried counting every freckle on your back. but i always get lost in the curve down your spine. if i could, i would erase every single one of them. as if each freckle was a bad memory i could take from your mind and swallow them chased with whiskey. i’d turn you back into something so pure. like a blank canvas untouched by my clumsy brush. or a blank vhs tape that isn’t filled with distant memories. you could be as pure as the blue sky over some sad midwest town. not these grey, factory clouds over new york city. i’d turn you back into the idea that there’s a universe within our bodies. rather than my smoke filled lungs and offbeat heart. but for now i’ll still try falling in love with the world through all the little things like sunsets and empty bars, heavy rain and pale sunsets, all the oxygen in my lungs and those tiny veins on the back of your eyelids. 

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