what if tumblr was like a secret agency and everyone with a blog was like the chosen one and we were all immortal and one day the earth explodes but we all get sucked into the tumblr world and live on a dash and we ate all the food in the pictures that we see and live in the houses that we see hahahahahahah thats what i thought about in maths today
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Turquoise is the best colour in the world.
It’s cyantifically proven.
you fucking didnt
That just blue me away.
I know I’ve red this somewhere before.
i pink that’s the best joke i’ve heard
you guys make me wanna peuce
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it’s a REALLY BIG DEAL (for our entire lives) and would mean so much to us if we won! you just go here: http://www.sonygoldenheadphones.com/vote/ type ‘Dan and Phil’ and press vote! get everyone you know to help :)
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Kurt had factored in Starbucks runs into his budget when he moved to New York because it was a necessity. Just like food and toilet paper. Kurt went every work day morning, then sometimes on the weekend as well. The baristas quickly learned his name and his drink order so that he only need to step up to the register, his cup already in their hand.
That was, until there was a new barista at the Starbucks closest to NYADA.
Kurt noticed him when he walked in. He was at the register, the usual barista, Marie, off to the side making drinks. He was cute. It was the first thing that really came to his mind, how well the standard black polo and green apron fit him. He had an easy, charming smile as he spoke to the customers in front of Kurt.