I’M NOT UR BABY: a lesson on using the sidewalk for girls
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a place for everything and everything in its place.
I’M NOT UR BABY: a lesson on using the sidewalk for girls
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Every time I think of the black market, I actually imagine a market, with little stalls selling illegal things like nuclear weapons and organs.
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do you ever just get up from your computer to walk aimlessly around your house only to sit back down in front of the computer again
I pointlessly open the fridge too.
sometimes i just stand in the middle of the living room and look lost.
Why am I in the bathroom
actual proof that we are in fact sims.
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so i found this article and…
yeah
tumblr is definitely full of 13 year olds who post about cute boys and robert pattinson
that’s basically it
that’s
all
there
is
to tumblr
(x)
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Time to bring this back: Disney animator Millicent Patrick’s work as sole designer of the Creature From the Black Lagoon was downplayed by a male coworker who then received credit for it for half a century.
Millicent Patrick - The Creatures mother.
And people say I’M dressed up when I wear a skirt and heels at my drawing table…Yay all around!
Disney animator Millicent Patrick’s work as sole designer of the Creature From the Black Lagoon was downplayed by a male coworker who then received credit for it for half a century.
And another role model for Gothiccharmschool is found.
And yes, fanboy-news-network, I now count her as a role model. She’s wonderful!

Paul McCartney being interviewed after getting arrested for possession of cannabis.
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Go to Starbucks. Order coffee for “Prisoner 24601”
When they call out your order, jump up and yell “My name is Jean Valjean!”
And if the barista replies with “AND I’M JAVERT,” you tip that motherfucker so hard
you tip them right over the edge of a bridge
you fucking didn’t
oh my god.
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Awesome art prints: “Slaughterhouse Starlets” by Keith P. Rein
I don’t know if I’ve ever loved anything this much
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