cybercum:

*hears footsteps* *closes 12 tabs and goes to facebook*

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tacoderps: mamakarkat: i think this person is a wizard when you don’t compete in the olympics because you want it to be fair

theanti90smovement:

idonotknoworcare:

theanti90smovement:

one person is born a year which means that right now there are 2013 people on Earth right now. Truly amazing. 

uhm, there was 2006 people in my secondary school in 2011, that would mean everyone in the world except five went to my secondary school.. i think you might be wrong sir..

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do i look like a liar?

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thatanomalousblog: I’ve come too far to risk all this good luck

vegay:

do not laugh behind me because i will think you are laughing about me

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spirit-of-the-ocean:

my uncle used to be one of those people who drove dead people to cemeteries and such 

then he became a taxi driver and the person he was driving tapped his shoulder to ask a question and my uncle screamed really loud

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thislilcutie: smoothierox: the-dancing-batter: darecrowavis: aviculor: taleasoldastimelords: Men of Tumblr, I’m counting on you to make this one good. I got stuck Pansy Challenge accepted Please, nothing to it. omg HOW EMBARRASSING! Yes it got better finally

lvtn:

WHAT DO YOU CALL A LYING GHOST???

BOO SHEET! image

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snowden-is-dead:

whitecourtkellyrhea:

Our local animal rehab center just posted pics of this owl who got rescued

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And I really can’t with him

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oh my god

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What even

They tried to make me go to rehab

I said no, no, no

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attics: voteforsaraberry: spoookyscary: After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring. The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed. The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession. Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home. Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.” When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated. Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.” WHAT What did I just read
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