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laughyourheadoff:

#remember that one time icarly decided to break all the rules and throw a random confused Drake in the middle of one of their scenes? #because i sure do

Source: joshanddrake

sassysinglelady:

What was the original purpose for this website because something went wrong along the way

Source: sassysinglelady

scarletsamhain:

willy wonka and I are one

Source: ohohmeo

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— sacred chant of the homosexual  (via offwithurhead)

sailoreverything:

asksailorpluto:

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…She always had been a curious girl. 

I love this!!!

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whores-story:

i would marry mamrie hart

Same.

Tagged: gif setreblogmamrie hartmametown

Source: shuhannazy

bestfunny:

stability:

do whatcha want, whatcha want with my body (if ur rich)

 

Source: stability

andrewpauldost:

i want dogs to be allowed at more places and i want children under 6 to not be

its-tuesday-again:

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH STRAIGHT BOYS

Source: its-tuesday-again

kageyawa:

vast1111111smasher:

MY BATH EVERY NIGHT. I GET INTO IT AND ALLOW THE SLIME TO TOUCH MY LEGS. I RUB IT INTO MY LEGS AND OVER MY LEG HAIRS> IT IS IMPERATIVE THAT I ALLOW THE SLIME TO TOUCH THE HAIRS OF MY LEG AND THE BACKS OF MY THIGHS. IT FEELS GOOD GIVING MYSELF TO THE SLIME. IT FEELS SMOOTH. IT IS COOL AND RUBBERY AGAINST MY UNGUARDED FLESH. I INHALE THE CLEAN, TOXIC SMELL— IF I DRANK THE SLIME I WOULD BE KILLED. EVER SINCE THE GOVERMNENT REPLASCED MY BATHWATER WITH EXPERIMENTAL SLUDGE I HAVE FELT MORE CONTENT, MORE AT PEACE. I FEEL PLACID AND PLIANT. THE SLIME RESTS ON MY CHEST NOW, OOZING LANGUIDLY OVER MY MANY SCARS. IT STINGS AND I RELISH IN THE PAIN, IT FEELS SO GOOD LETTING THE SLIME CREEP OVER ME. IT HAS ALMOST REACHED MY CHIN NOW. I LOVE TO ACCEPT. I LVOE TO OBEY. I AM NO LONGER A PERSON. I DRIFT IN COMPLACENT SUSPENSION UNTIL THE ALARM EMBEDDED IN MY WRIST BEEPS THRICE, SIGNALLING ME TO EMPTY THE TUB. I OPEN THE DRAINS WITHOUT HESITATION. I SUBMIT TO THE COMMAND. I WAIT FOR THE SLIME TO SINK TO ASS-LEVEL AND CLIMB OUT, THICK STRANDS OF GREEN CLINGING MOMENTARILY TO MY BODY. THE SLIME COATS MY ANKLES, KNEES, ASS AND GENITALS. IT DRIPS PLEASANTLY DOWN FROM MY CHEST TO MY STOMACH. I AM OWNED, I THINK IN A DULL VOICE, WATCHING THE LAST SLIME CREEP DOWN THE DRAINS, FEELING THE SLIME FINALLY SLIDE DOWN FROM MY BODY ENTIRELY, LEAVING MY FLESH EXPOSED AND CLEAN. I BELONG. I AM AT PEACE. I HAVE BEEN SLIMED. I WILL BE SLIMED AGAIN TOMORROW 

what the fuck is wrong with this website

kageyawa:

vast1111111smasher:

MY BATH EVERY NIGHT. I GET INTO IT AND ALLOW THE SLIME TO TOUCH MY LEGS. I RUB IT INTO MY LEGS AND OVER MY LEG HAIRS> IT IS IMPERATIVE THAT I ALLOW THE SLIME TO TOUCH THE HAIRS OF MY LEG AND THE BACKS OF MY THIGHS. IT FEELS GOOD GIVING MYSELF TO THE SLIME. IT FEELS SMOOTH. IT IS COOL AND RUBBERY AGAINST MY UNGUARDED FLESH. I INHALE THE CLEAN, TOXIC SMELL— IF I DRANK THE SLIME I WOULD BE KILLED. EVER SINCE THE GOVERMNENT REPLASCED MY BATHWATER WITH EXPERIMENTAL SLUDGE I HAVE FELT MORE CONTENT, MORE AT PEACE. I FEEL PLACID AND PLIANT. THE SLIME RESTS ON MY CHEST NOW, OOZING LANGUIDLY OVER MY MANY SCARS. IT STINGS AND I RELISH IN THE PAIN, IT FEELS SO GOOD LETTING THE SLIME CREEP OVER ME. IT HAS ALMOST REACHED MY CHIN NOW. I LOVE TO ACCEPT. I LVOE TO OBEY. I AM NO LONGER A PERSON. I DRIFT IN COMPLACENT SUSPENSION UNTIL THE ALARM EMBEDDED IN MY WRIST BEEPS THRICE, SIGNALLING ME TO EMPTY THE TUB. I OPEN THE DRAINS WITHOUT HESITATION. I SUBMIT TO THE COMMAND. I WAIT FOR THE SLIME TO SINK TO ASS-LEVEL AND CLIMB OUT, THICK STRANDS OF GREEN CLINGING MOMENTARILY TO MY BODY. THE SLIME COATS MY ANKLES, KNEES, ASS AND GENITALS. IT DRIPS PLEASANTLY DOWN FROM MY CHEST TO MY STOMACH. I AM OWNED, I THINK IN A DULL VOICE, WATCHING THE LAST SLIME CREEP DOWN THE DRAINS, FEELING THE SLIME FINALLY SLIDE DOWN FROM MY BODY ENTIRELY, LEAVING MY FLESH EXPOSED AND CLEAN. I BELONG. I AM AT PEACE. I HAVE BEEN SLIMED. I WILL BE SLIMED AGAIN TOMORROW 

what the fuck is wrong with this website