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starllex:

shinyurnbreon:

starllex:

starllex:

I KNOW WHY PATRICK STAR IS SO STUPID

BECAUSE HE LIVES UNDER A ROCK

YOU KNOW LIKE WHEN PEOPLE SAY “OMG DO YOU LIVE UNDER A ROCK” WHEN YOU DONT KNOW SOMETHING?

YEAH THAT’S IT

I REALLY DONT KNOW WHY THIS DOESNT HAVE 1,000 NOTES BY NOW THIS IS REVOLUTIONARY

it may also have something to do with starfish not having brains

no youre wrong

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haffalump:

literature meme ∙ prose ∙ the waves (virginia woolf)

“There is, then, a world immune from change. But I am not composed enough, standing on tiptoe on the verge of fire, still scorched by the hot breath, afraid of the door opening and the leap of the tiger, to make even one sentence. What I say is perpetually contradicted. Each time the door opens I am interrupted. I am not yet twenty-one. I am to be broken. I am to be derided all my life. I am to be cast up and down among these men and women, with their twitching faces, with their lying tongues, like a cork on a rough sea. Like a ribbon of weed I am flung far every time the door opens. I am the foam that sweeps and fills the uttermost rims of the rocks with whiteness; I am also a girl, here in this room.” 

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textpoops:

Shout out to the people who have already asked the exact questions from my homework on yahoo answers

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profrumbleroar:

mountincest:

lovemetoinfinity:

fatdough:

rewind-and-restart:

mountincest:

school doesnt even test your intelligence it tests your memory

it tests my patience

it tests my ability to hold my pee

it tests my ability to keep calm and not slap a bitch

whoa

There are four types of people at school.

First you have your Ravenclaws

then your Hufflepuffs

then your Gryffindors

and lastly, your Slytherins.

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#that one time tom hiddleston said old sport

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silv-r:

Whoa that’s sweet

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