Screw the guns, Lets just bang(:
Hey, name is Liz! But you can call me Liz McJizz, tumblr, work and school is what i do
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Quote reblogged from KUSHANDWIZDOMMeditation shows you there is no future or past, only the eternal now.
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Post reblogged from The Absolute Funniest Posts On Tumblr
do you think i could cook a s’more on the really hot part of my laptop
I’m doing it
running two games in the background to cause laptop to heat up more
bottom of marshmallow is warm
the chocolate is soft enough that some comes off on my finger when touching it
it’s working
the chocolate is melting
i touched it and that happened
We did it kids
welcome to the internet
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Post reblogged from KUSHANDWIZDOM
Up late, mind overthinking. Who can I trust? Fucking no one.
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Quote reblogged from KUSHANDWIZDOMForgive yourself. Not just once. Again, and again, and again. As many times as it takes to find peace.
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This is not my beautiful house
This is not my beautiful wife -
I love my mom.
I am risking nothing
I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY
Will not risk.
sorry followers :(
omg im so glad to se so many people love their mummy
Why’re you being mean to my mum?
goddamn it
Nope. Googled it. 15 minuets. Nope. Not taking any chances
Koop
This has 1.2 million reblogs …
Ps not riskin it1.4 almost
ps not risking itFuck this post
2.5 million notes I hate myself
I reblogged this twice now
I’m so sorry this isn’t b99 related and this isn’t real but I can’t not skip this I’m sorry
Not taking a fucking chance
Sorry, guys, but Im not taking a chance
No chances… She’s out… And she must be protected.
How dare you
Whatcha doin to me Farkle!
i can’t risk it
sorry babes my moms just my favorite person ever
Sorry I can’t risk it
Fuck sorry guys I love my mom
Omg I hate these things but I am paranoid. So sorry guys.
2.8 million notes
CANT RISK IT
Sorry guys
sorry 😩
IM NOT RISKING IT
STOP THIS
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Post reblogged from kelsey, preserved in the archives
Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people’s lives? I’m always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I’ve been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still I exist in the minds of people that I don’t speak to anymore. I wonder how many times a day I pass through someone’s head.
