check no juliet

yall call dan a rat but hes actually a hamster. soft and fluffy with cute cheeks

nyello

when ur 20 words deep in the fic and there’s no porn yet

“Senpai, what does it mean when someone tells you to die when you wish them good luck?!”

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i will never not reblog this

Phil Lester is a kind, generous, humble man with a beautiful soul.

“I’m useless in most ways” yet is so kind and thoughtful and will do anything for anybody. He literally saved people from themselves I love Phil Lester

I ALWAYS reblog this. He makes me so happy. I don’t know where I would be without him honestly

everyone’s having their mid-life crises at like 19

literally me what

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omy

like/reblog if you use or save

this vid was too cute and soft lol

“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.

A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of blistering wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.

I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my skull and I growled,

“I am the manager.”

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