Destiny. 18. Freshman.
If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
This is perfect.
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Why dont you guys want Yahoo to buy Tumblr?
Free chocolate milk for everyone
i have just been informed on this
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my sisters a huge pothead and today her freind came over and was like “yo pass me some of that dank weed” and my sisters like “no its mine” AND THEN HER FREIND GOES “god damn i didnt ask for your dank greed” AND IM LAUGHIN SO HARD
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since this is yahoo, can someone help me please?
i held a girl’s hand the other day and she didn’t come to school for like a week. did i made her pregnant?
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Conversation I had with my dad today as we were outside the supermarket.
| me: | *notices a cab that just so happens to be the modern make of a chevy impala* |
| me: | ew |
| dad: | what? |
| me: | is that what impalas look like anymore? that's an awful looking car. |
| dad: | you know, impalas used to be really nice cars. my friend had one when i was younger |
| me: | what year was the model? |
| dad: | uhh, '67 i think, with a really nice black paint job. yeah, they used to be beautiful cars, huge with four doors. then they modernized it and turned it into that *points to new impala* you have no idea how nice this car was |
| me: | i know how awesome impalas are, i want one really bad. well a classic anyway. |
| dad: | i remember one time, he was gonna sell it... i think he kept it though. i should've bought it. |
| me: | why didn't you? |
| dad: | he moved away or i didn't have enough money, i don't remember. |
| me: | that sucks. |
| dad: | come to think of it, i didn't see him much |
| me: | why not? |
| dad: | i don't know, he liked road trips a lot. he always came back after some time but he was gone a lot. |
| me: | what was his name? |
| dad: | john. |
they call me macklemore in math class because im like
what what what what what
what what what what what what what
what what what what
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