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throwaninkpot:

gallusrostromegalus:

thegestianpoet:

waveu-p:

To all of my california friends who can’t miss fireflies because they haven’t ever seen them.

^ what? do they not have fireflies in CA??????????

Nope! They don’t really live west of the rockies.  The first time I saw them in Ohio, I thought I was hallucinating.

I did not know this about CA??? @renza15????? Have you never seen lightning bugs/fireflies before??????

sugarstitchplush:

therazgar:

plebeiantologist:

0r15a:

genjiman-shitmada:

engaging-party-mode:

audio-medic-cant-stop:

what-a-jackask:

ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Don’t
ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Stop
ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Me
ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Now

٩( ᐛ )و cause
٩( ᐛ )و im
٩( ᐛ )و havin
٩( ᐛ )و a
٩( ᐛ )و good
٩( ᐛ )و time
٩( ᐛ )و havin
٩( ᐛ )و a
٩( ᐛ )و good
٩( ᐛ )و time

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ i’m
ᕦ( ᐕ )ᕡ a
ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ shooting
ᕦ( ᐕ )ᕡ star
ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ leaping
ᕦ( ᐕ )ᕡ through
ᕦ( ᐛ )ᕗ the

。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆ ٩( ᐛ )۶ skyy y y y y

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ like

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ a

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ tiger

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ defying

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ the 

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ laws

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ of

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ G

 。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗR

・゚✧*:・゚☆

。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

 

。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

 。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆ 

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗV

 。・゚・*:・ ・゚☆  。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗI

:・゚☆

。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

 。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗT

。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆
。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗYYYY                  

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ I’M

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ A

==ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ RACING

====ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ CAR

======ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ PASSING

=========ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ BY

===========ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ LIKE

=============ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ LADY

===============ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ GODIVA

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ i’m gonna go 

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ go 

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ go 

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ THERE’S NO STOPPING MEEEEEEEEEEE


ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ I’M BURNING THROUGH THE SKY YEAH


ᕦ( ᐕ )ᕡ 

TWO HUNDRED DEGREES

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ I GUESS THAT’S WHY THEY CALL ME

ᕦ( ᐕ )ᕡ MISTER FAHRENHEIT

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗi’m

ᕦ( ᐕ )ᕡtravelling

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗat

ᕦ( ᐕ )ᕡthe

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗspeed

ᕦ( ᐕ )ᕡof

・゚✧*:・゚☆ 。・゚・*:・゚✧*:・゚☆ ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗliiiiiiiiiiiiiight

leaper182:

galwednesday:

writing-prompt-s:

The royal family employs no bodyguards. A would-be assassin discovers why.

“Please?” the crown prince said hopefully.

The assassin hesitated. “I’m not sure I’m comfortable with this.”

“Come on, you’re doing great. Just one stab, it’ll be easy-peasy.” The prince  spread his arms wide, leaving his throat and chest vulnerable.

“Look, I’m going to level with you,” the assassin said. “I took this contract on the assumption that you were a bad dude. Usually when a country goes bankrupt this fast, it’s because whoever’s in charge is raiding the treasury. But once I infiltrated the guard, I actually had to spend time around you, and you’re just.” The assassin threw her hands up in disgust. “You’re a really nice person! There’s no getting around it! So I’m not super on board with murdering you now. Nothing personal.”

“But if you don’t, my sisters won’t get the life insurance payout, and the country will be in debt for the next century!”

“I’m pretty sure arranging for your own assassination is insurance fraud.”

“Your whole job is to commit murder,” the prince said, “and now you’re worried about a little insurance fraud?”

The assassin pinched the bridge of her nose. “Okay, let’s back up and think about this rationally. Have you considered faking your own death?”

This was not what I was expecting, and it is glorious.