barackromney
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WHAT ARE YOU HINTING AT CASSIE
So not will or jem is what she’s saying
Idc as long as they don’t turn into silent brothers :D
ugh im so frustrated i just want to know akdhjgfywoilfoedsaasdfghj
maybe we do get our happy ending after all
(via greightgatsby)
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baby you and me go better together then a taper and a cowbird
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update: phineas and verb have been on summer vacation for 3 years
shit i meant herb
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update: phineas and verb have been on summer vacation for 3 years
update: i am now transferring to their school
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i used to be so cute when i was younger
but everything changed when the fire nation attacked
(via greightgatsby)
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i used to be so cute when i was younger
but everything changed when the fire nation attacked
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plot twist: romney turns out to actually be a good president
hahahaha who am i kidding
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that-sassyassplatypus-nextdoor:
what if we didn’t have eyelids and we all just walked around not blinking that would be weird
The cats nestle close to their kittens now.
The lambs have laid down with the sheep.
You’re cozy and warm in your bed, my dear
Please go the fuck to sleep
omg
(via greightgatsby)
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The Proposal - An Obamney Oneshot
Barack Obama sighed and leaned back into the cool black leather of the limousine seat, looking out of his window, admiring the landscape roll by in a blur of green palm trees and blue water. It was a typical warm, sunny day in Florida, setting the perfect cheery mood for the daunting task ahead of him. As he admired the way the sun glinted brightly off of the water of the Gulf of Mexico, he felt a buzzing in his pocket. He shifted his hips and stuck his hand in his pocket, remerging with his blackberry gripped tightly in between clammy fingers. He sighed when he realized it was the White House calling him yet again.
just gonna bring this back again
(via greightgatsby)
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The Proposal - An Obamney Oneshot
Barack Obama sighed and leaned back into the cool black leather of the limousine seat, looking out of his window, admiring the landscape roll by in a blur of green palm trees and blue water. It was a typical warm, sunny day in Florida, setting the perfect cheery mood for the daunting task ahead of him. As he admired the way the sun glinted brightly off of the water of the Gulf of Mexico, he felt a buzzing in his pocket. He shifted his hips and stuck his hand in his pocket, remerging with his blackberry gripped tightly in between clammy fingers. He sighed when he realized it was the White House calling him yet again.
just gonna bring this back again
