“Challenge accepted!” —SPN fandom.
omg this is still going
IT’S A RULE TO REBLOG EVERY TIME IT SHOWS UP ON YOUR DASH.
Third time reblogging it today, and I regret nothing
Broke 5 Million!
WE HAVE TO KEEP GOING
it still ain’t broken what the hell tumblr
um if you don’t reblog this
bc i have them myself.
I wouldn’t mind cause I have them too xxWhy would scars ever stop someone dating someone else? It shows they overcame whatever was trying to drag them down. It shows they’rebrave and incredibly strong and real. Of course I’d date them, who wouldn’t want someone with those amazing characteristics?
everyone has some kind of scars some from falling out of trees some from surgery why should it matter how they got the scars whether you’d date them or not
In the morning….
Me : Brother, today is foggy again. Rokudou Mukuro still attacking us. We should wear a mask
Brother : (Weird face) Okay.
In the afternoon….
Me : Look brother, it’s raining hard
Brother : Yamamoto is using Shigure Souen Ryu eight form, Shinotsuku Ame. So, Mukuro is gone now.
Me : Yamamoto save us.
I love u guys
one girl scrolled past this and woke up without boobs
Forever reblog cuz I don’t wanna wake up without boobs.
The fucking notes
MORE THAN 8M IM CRYING
IM ALREADY LITERALLY FLAT THIS CAN NOT HAPPEN TO ME REBLOG
Man boobs count
After seeing a strange but convincing post on her dash, Sarah decides to test its theory. She begins holding her breath—an easy task for a first-chair clarinet—and carefully clicks “reblog”. The post becomes lighter as the loading icon appears, spinning in the center like the circle of life itself. Suddenly, her computer shuts down as it runs out of battery. The girl frantically begins searching for her laptop charger, still holding her breath with a determined will. She won’t lose this fight. As her computer begins to turn on, she pounds the wall beside her in frustration as she notices the Windows mandatory update screen—once a simple annoyance, it is now the key that seals her fate. “Come on, come on!” she whispers, afraid to use up too much of her precious air supply, now dwindling as the percentage slowly increases. 35%. Her lungs are on fire, but she cannot give up. 50%. Black spots begin to cloud her vision. 70%. Feeling faint, she leans back and tries to keep her racing mind focused on the task at hand. 85%. Mere seconds remain. 99%. … Just as it hits 100%, her screen comes to life, but the girl can’t take it anymore and promptly passes out, knocking over the poorly-placed lit candle on her dresser. It ignites the pile of school papers on the ground, and within minutes the whole house is ablaze. Fortunately, Sarah lives alone, and only one life is taken in the tragic accident. It’s a shame that she put so much trust in the internet with such a personal matter as kissing. Perhaps she should’ve just asked her girlfriend instead, thus saving all of this trouble.
reblog or sarah’s lips will haunt you and give you bad luck for eight years
reblogging for that story
*clapping from the distance*
So last night, I had a dream that I was pregnant and gave birth to a litter of kittens.
who the father?
sora, dinner’s ready.
poor sora’s mom she will never see him till a few years.I wonder did she cry over him because he was gone thru the whole night?
Let’s see if girls run Tumblr :)
Run the Tumblr, girls, girls.
yesterday, my friend ask our classmate if he did steal starburst? from somebody and he replied No,but I did steal some stittles in a country accent me and my friend were dying the whole class period.
Drop your legs and keep walking. That’s right, don’t be frightened.
me:*flying on air* U MOTHERFUCKER GET ME OUT OF THIS
Howl:*teaching me on how to air walk* u doing fine darling