I'm Adrianna, but if 4 syllables is too much for your vocal apparatus to handle, call me Dri. Filipino, living in Switzerland. Small equestrian creatures, modern day detectives in London with homoerotic subtext, people who avenge stuff, a strange old man in a stolen blue box, teenage wizards at boarding school, etc.
Someone please tell me that they’re not the only one whose headcanon has Daenerys ending every sentence with either “bitch” or “motherfucker”.
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captainamerica-in-middle-earth:
why is blood so hard to wash off of your hands?
I JUST REALIZED HOW BAD THIS SOUNDS FOR THE RECORD I HAD A NOSE BLEED IM NOT A SERIAL KILLER
hydrogen peroxide dissolves blood. just fyi
do you think if you gave someone a huge shot of hydrogen peroxide straight into their bloodstream it would kill them?
THIS GODDAMN WEBSITE IS JUST ALL MADE UP OF MURDERERS
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My mom just informed me that my first word was “quote” so I’m going to make sure my last word before I die will be “unquote”
you have been blessed with a rare and epic opportunity
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sometimes my twelve year old little sister will go on club penguin and trick a bunch of girls that she’s a guy and she’ll make them think they’re dating and then she’ll have them all meet her in the same place at the same time and watch them get into catfights about who’s boyfriend she is and thats how my little sister became a cross-dressing evil mastermind pimp on club penguin
(Source: knightpecutie)
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so every year after the juniors finish reading The Great Gatsby my high school english teacher throws a Gatsby party at his huge house and everyone shows up in period clothing and Charlestons to 20s music and my english teacher just wears a suit and stands off to the side staring wistfully out the window the entire night
you guys think I’m joking??
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98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village in his homemade clothes and leather shoes to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money.
though a well recognized fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living entirely off his monthly state pension of 80 euros and the kindness of others.
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i literally cannot convey how long i fucking laughed after i realized that boobytrap backwards is partyboob
i really hope that this does not end up being the text post that defines my entire tumblr career
