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some-what-stupid:

Hello, just a message from tumblr user Some-What-Stupid telling you that You look nice, and I hope you have/had a good day.

ephemeralforever:

actualhumanallisonargent:

panerasexual:

heres a link with things girls can buy to protect themselves

also! there is an escape button on every page so if you’re looking at the site and you live in a dangerous environment and need to hide it, it will redirect you to google.

THIS SITE IS SO RAD EVEN IF YOU DONT NEED SELF DEFENSE THINGS YOU CAN BUY A WATER BOTTLE SAFE

(Source: shokugekis)

smilestoinspire:

This is the greatest tweet in the history of tweets

toinfinityandbeyonce:

MY ANACONDA DONT

tearbender:

Sleepy Makoto appreciation post (◕‿◕✿)
zainabvevo:

THIS GIRL ON VINE LOOKS LIKE NIALL OMG
zainabvevo:

THIS GIRL ON VINE LOOKS LIKE NIALL OMG

zainabvevo:

THIS GIRL ON VINE LOOKS LIKE NIALL OMG

  • Parent: what does a cow say?
  • Baby: "moo!"
  • Parent: yes! And what does a sheep say?
  • Baby: "baah!"
  • Parent: yay! And what does a pig say?
  • Baby: *whistles* "damn babygirl u a fine piece'a ass wanna hop n my car n ill drive ya to pound town!!"
yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped. 
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"
yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped. 
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"
yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped. 
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"
yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped. 
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"
yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped. 
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"
yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped. 
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"
yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped. 
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"
yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped. 
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"
yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped. 
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"
yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped. 
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"

yannychigi:

Can I just give my two cents on this one.

To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.

What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.

In this case. Haru.

When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements. 

And it was beautiful.

But during the regionals…

Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.

Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.

Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.

And so Haru stopped. 

And the chains were no more.

It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…

"You’re heart is not Free"

"That’s enough, Haru"

"Don’t struggle anymore"

bearfluff:

i can’t wait until october when there’s no sun outside and everything is cute colors and it’s cold and there are terrible horror movies on tv, my power is at its peak then

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fbit:

have you ever had a crush on an character and you’re like too embarrassed to look at .gifs of them or fanart because you legitimately have a crush on them

makochantachibanana:

my cousin, ladies and gentlemen