castielinablanket:

eteo:

uflaminghomo:

casrebels:

swindontownswoodilypooper:

i have an idea for a website:

alright, you know how 7 people in the world are supposed to look like you or whatever

we make this website.

and people upload pictures of themselves and add characteristic tags or something (curly hair, brown eyes, etc) ((idk something like that))

and we UNITE YOU WITH YOUR TWINS

LETS DO IT IT WOULD BE FUN

PLEASE CAN THIS BE A THING

We needthis

kill your double

DO NOT KILL YOUR DOUBLE

rnicrophone:

bombing:

cop: who the hell ordered all these pizzas

me: you said i got one phone call

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beyoncebeytwice:

if u go through my phones call log all you see is my mothers number over and over

George R.R. Martin

literarystarbucks:

George R.R. Martin goes up to the counter and orders a series of incredibly complicated drinks, each more detailed and layered than the last. The barista works for an hour and finally hands them across the counter to Martin, who promptly throws one of them away with little to no explanation. That coffee had been the barista’s favorite.

e.e. cummings

literarystarbucks:

                                                                                          up

e.e. cummings     g              o              e                s

to the counter &orders

an icedvanillalatte

he

       sits.

                                                                                              waits.

                     onetwothreefourfive minutes

until the baristalady   w h i s t l e s   his name—

"how do you like your coffee, mr. poet?"

DAVID BOWIE AND AMERICAN HORROR STORY HELP GOING CRAZY


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