THE LAST DAY GUYS
Every April 30th, like clockwork.
At least I know that the people of tumblr will never let me down.
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THE LAST DAY GUYS
Every April 30th, like clockwork.
At least I know that the people of tumblr will never let me down.
Say that again, but slowly.
are they in minecraft
i possess an unreasonable number of swords. which is to say, none, which is an unreasonable number i think personally
why would a candle thats already lit want to be with a match
also her being lit is going to eventually melt her and reduce her to nothing match guy is an abusive sadboy who thinks he’s the victim when candlegirl just wants someone who will keep her alive
im here for this analysis
imagine being the first amish bitch in your village to like get your body done like ass shots titties done and like beat face contoured… and then you walked into like the saloon or whatever amish people have and everyone dropped their irish fiddles and was shookedt? like everyone churning butter was just in shock and you walked across the artisanal wood floors in your wantmylook.com thigh high lace up heeled boots like your life depended on it… yes god
my mans jedediah looks away in humility but you KNOW he’s churnin butter that night……milkin a different cow…..
Why y'all doing this when you know the Amish are not here to defend themselves.
The reason hitler and nazism was ever able to rise to power was that every time hitler did something the us and other world powers were just like “come on hitler :/ that’s not cool :/” instead of acting immediately we ended up with an entire world war that resulted in the deaths of millions of people, mainly Jewish people
So no sitting idly by while another fucking nazi group goes around saying shit like “are Jews people?” And “do we need a black race?” Is not the fucking answer. Sometimes you gotta punch a nazi in the fucking face so their wimp ass will be too afraid to show themselves in public for the foreseeable future
I have had some interaction with those that were heterosexual. And it does not bother me at all, even though I do believe in God.
In honor of my dog who passed away. we experienced a lot of the same things together, so I wrote this to be read in either her, or my perspective.
I’m actually crying really really hard
okay honestly it feels so so validating and so NORMAL when you’re gay and you tell your straight girl friends about the girl you like and they squeal and scream and get curious just as much as they would if it was a boy and like GOD i’d come out to anyone if only to get that normalcy, that validation…it’s just such a nice feeling you know?
i have learned not to disrespect pasta
plot twist: you let someone in and they don’t fuck you over
Now this sounds lit