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Posted on May 14, 2013 via Hello with 1,109 notes
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i dont know why i love this picture so much. maybe its her messy hair. or the hopeful look in her eye. you can tell she really loves dancing around the room with her friends. you can tell shes going to continue this for a really long time. that drive and compassion in her eye. its just perfect.
This. is gorgeous!
I want this to be my daughter please.^^ samemaria aw
^minha maria!
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Posted on May 14, 2013 via LEVIATÃ with 530,068 notes
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Yes
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Posted on May 12, 2013 via with 17,862 notes
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C I R C L E T S (x)
I WANT SO FUCKING BAD!
Posted on May 12, 2013 via ☆ i am good ☆ with 83,372 notes
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Have a history teacher explain this if they can.
Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.
Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.
Both wives lost a child while living in the White House.
Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.
Both Presidents were shot in the head.
Now it gets really weird.
Lincoln’s secretary was named Kennedy.
Kennedy’s Secretary was named Lincoln.
Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.
Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.
Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.
John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.
Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.
Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names are composed of fifteen letters.
Now hang on to your seat.
Lincoln was shot at the theater named “Ford.”
Kennedy was shot in a car called “Lincoln” made by “Ford.”
Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.
And here’s the “kicker”:
A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland.
A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe.AND……………….:
Lincoln was shot in a theater and the assassin ran to a warehouse…
Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and the assassin ran to a theater…
I saw this had to share just in case anyone did not know.I WILL NEVER CEASE TO REBLOG THIS
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Posted on May 9, 2013 via ♡♡forever♡♡ with 108,236 notes
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Yup. Lesbihonest.. I like boobs ;)
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This is what I would look like if I didn’t have excess skin :,( my life sucks
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Posted on May 8, 2013 via Viewgasm with 8,860 notes
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Posted on May 5, 2013 via goodhealth & goodvibes with 159 notes
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I have been waiting all year to post this.
omg
This has been in my queue for months.
I missed it last year and I vowed that would NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN.
YESomg i didnt reblog this last year!
I just realised: THATS WILLIAM SHATNER!
Omfg ok I literally just came on Tumblr to find this to reblog and it was the first post that loaded on my dash that is weird af ok
HAHAHAHHAHAHHHHAH
YES
Every year :)(via fitness-barbie)
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It’s #beautiful outside
Happy Sunday every one -
#sundayfunday #cheatday #beer #lime
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Sex is not a goddamn performance.
Sex should feel as natural as drinking water.
It should not require confidence.
Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe.
Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire.
You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh.
It’s not about being “good in bed.”
It’s about being happy.
One should never worry if they’re doing it “correctly.” Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough.
What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you.
Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later.
Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be.
I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this.
I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want.
It’s originality.
It’s passion.
It’s joy.
Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception.
I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.
“Good in bed,” what.
You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you.
Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel.
This isn’t a test.
Posted on March 27, 2013 via name's Nick... with 179,763 notes
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Plays: 325,156
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Posted on December 9, 2012 via My Teen Quote with 102,022 notes
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I hope so!!
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