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serious jizzz

serious jizzz

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“Mom, listen, I haven’t been together with Topanga for 22 years, but we have been together for 16. That’s a lot longer than most couples have been together. I mean, when we were born, you told me that we used to take walks in our strollers together around the block. When we were two, we were best friends. I mean, I knew everything about this girl. I knew her favorite color, her favorite food. Then we became six, Eric made fun of me because it wasn’t cool to have a best friend that was a girl or even know a girl. So for the next seven years I threw dirt at her. I like to call those “the lost years”. Then when I was thirteen, mom, she put me up against my locker and she kissed me. I mean, she gave me my first kiss. She taught me how to dance. She always was talking about these crazy things and I never understood a word she said. All I understood was that she was the girl I sat up every night thinking about, and when I’m with her, I feel happy to be alive. Like I can do anything. Even talk to you like this. So that’s, that’s what I think is love, mom. When I’m better because she’s here.” -
Cory Matthews, Boy Meets World

Mom, listen, I haven’t been together with Topanga for 22 years, but we have been together for 16. That’s a lot longer than most couples have been together. I mean, when we were born, you told me that we used to take walks in our strollers together around the block. When we were two, we were best friends. I mean, I knew everything about this girl. I knew her favorite color, her favorite food. Then we became six, Eric made fun of me because it wasn’t cool to have a best friend that was a girl or even know a girl. So for the next seven years I threw dirt at her. I like to call those “the lost years”. Then when I was thirteen, mom, she put me up against my locker and she kissed me. I mean, she gave me my first kiss. She taught me how to dance. She always was talking about these crazy things and I never understood a word she said. All I understood was that she was the girl I sat up every night thinking about, and when I’m with her, I feel happy to be alive. Like I can do anything. Even talk to you like this. So that’s, that’s what I think is love, mom. When I’m better because she’s here.” -

Cory Matthews, Boy Meets World

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belle-dior:

awww

britney spears :)

lexieeexo:

belle-dior:

awww

britney spears :)

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go kitty meow meow mow mow

go kitty meow meow mow mow

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i dont know why i normaly dont just cry over pictures but i saw this and the little boys face just made my insides crumble.

i dont know why i normaly dont just cry over pictures but i saw this and the little boys face just made my insides crumble.

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mid-n1ght:

s-xtingwithsirens:

thecoolcunt:

justinbieb-er:

that-was-a-bitch-move:

irene-j0y:

I remember my trip two years ago, to San Francisco. I took a cab to this bridge while my sister was on a conference call.
I stood there for about two hours, looking down, people watching, and wondering how far down the water was.
A girl sat next to me, and asked me, “You’re not going to jump„ are you?”
I smiled and reassured her I wasn’t. That I was just a tourist. 
She then said, “You look a lot like my sister. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. But I had to ask, can I hug you? You just look so much like her.”
I felt awkward at first, but then I realized. “She jumped?”
This girl’s face just crumpled, and she started crying. I hugged her, without a second thought, and for some reason I apologized. Not sure what else I could say.
She goes, “Those were the last words she ever spoke to me.”
And I will never forget this girl, her name was Ariana.

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omg that^ i’m CRYING

OH MY GOD REBLOGGING FOR THAT BEAUTIFUL STORY OMFG

:c OMG. I’M IN TEARS.

actually in tears

mid-n1ght:

s-xtingwithsirens:

thecoolcunt:

justinbieb-er:

that-was-a-bitch-move:

irene-j0y:

I remember my trip two years ago, to San Francisco. I took a cab to this bridge while my sister was on a conference call.

I stood there for about two hours, looking down, people watching, and wondering how far down the water was.

A girl sat next to me, and asked me, “You’re not going to jump„ are you?”

I smiled and reassured her I wasn’t. That I was just a tourist. 

She then said, “You look a lot like my sister. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. But I had to ask, can I hug you? You just look so much like her.”

I felt awkward at first, but then I realized. “She jumped?”

This girl’s face just crumpled, and she started crying. I hugged her, without a second thought, and for some reason I apologized. Not sure what else I could say.

She goes, “Those were the last words she ever spoke to me.”

And I will never forget this girl, her name was Ariana.

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omg that^ i’m CRYING

OH MY GOD REBLOGGING FOR THAT BEAUTIFUL STORY OMFG

:c OMG. I’M IN TEARS.

actually in tears

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