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Posts I Like

succulentthighs:

Do you ever just like flex your foot wrong and it cramps and you’re just like this is it, this is how it ends 

(via 5sosloving)

netlfix:

Not really feelin this whole school college work until I die thing

(via 5sosloving)

hemmolysis:

i wanna see luke just lose his cool one day while his fist clenches and his accent gets all thick and i want to see him throw chairs and flip tables and push me against a wall and kiss me hard and possibly start an apocalypse 

(via 5sosloving)

grinned:

made by me.

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yerawizardbarry:

when you need to cough in an exam but you’ve already coughed like twice so you just sit there suffocating

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alexandramoody:

This is a really bad photo, but i love it! Me and my best friends mum at her party last night! 

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twentysixotwo:

bringing this bad boy back!! Meeting 1D

an-angels-laugh:

eddie-rochester:

notthatyoudcare:

jaaaaaaames:

Passive aggressive notes are the best.

there was nothing passive about the second one..

HAHAHAHAA

GOD BLESS

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kissirwin:

5secondsof-stop-fucking-around:

How would you survive in a zombie apocalypse?

Michael thought he would be prepared, he thought that he was being honest in that interview last year.

Michael was wrong.

“Michael, get the fuck back! I’ve got this!”

Michael flinched at the gunshot that rang through the LA band house, and Ashton shot down the last of the dozen undead that had staggered towards all of the band. Almost all of the band.

“You shot Luke…” Michael blurted out, the crimson water running down his bandmate’s face leaving him paralyzed. Ashton turned to face Michael and pointed to Luke’s milky, white eyes.

“Are those the eyes of the living, Michael?!” Ashton demanded, and Michael let out a chocked sob at the sight of his friend, dead on the ground. Ashton gripped Michael’s shoulders. “Does that bite mean nothing to you? He turned, Michael. I had to kill him.”

“You loved him as much as the rest of us!” Michael shot back, pushing Ashton back. His vision was blurred behind the tears in his eyes, and his voice cracked as he yelled, “You’re fucking heartless!”

“SHUT UP!” Calum boomed from beside both of them, and Ashton gave Michael a glare before turning his attention to Calum. “Look. We need to get out of here, the city’s too big. Find somewhere secluded, bring all the food and water we can. Got it?”

“As soon as Michael mans up.” Ashton spat, and in return got a shove from Michael.

“You shot my best friend, you fucker!”

“AND I CAN SHOOT YOU, TOO!”

Silence swept over the room, and all that could be heard was the distant yelping of a dog in the distance. It was a long moment before anyone spoke, and when the quiet broke, the words that were said changed Michael from a mourning, feeling teenager into a cold, unfeeling fighter.

“Michael, people we love die, and so will you. We need to fight, but we also need to learn how to put our feelings last.”

With Calum’s words, Michael shoved past the two and left.

(For kissirwin)

I just screamed I didn’t think anyone would write this per my request I’m

(via hemmology)

i thought i left my ipod in the theater so we went back to look for it and i couldn’t see so i turned on my ipod to give me some light so i could find my ipod do u see where this is going because i did not 

(via hotboyproblems)

toxic-ponies:

THIS IS MY FAVORITE POST ON TUMBLR

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kissmeok:

♡Love/Couples♡

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