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♡Love/Couples♡

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♡Love/Couples♡

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wallflowers:
a person who because of shyness, unpopularity, or lack of a partner, remains at the side of a party or dance
any person that remains on or has been forced to the sidelines of any activity

teendefinitionblog:

wallflowers:

  1. a person who because of shyness, unpopularity, or lack of a partner, remains at the side of a party or dance
  2. any person that remains on or has been forced to the sidelines of any activity
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wishfuldemi:

explore-everywhere:

ballerinasandbows:

missanimo:

j0hhnn:

This will always be my favorite picture.Her smile is so genuine and I can feel her from ten thousand miles away.She reminds me of you and how you used to look at me.

god this picture makes me happy

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always always reblog. i hope to God that one day a woman will be this happy to marry me.



the day i can have him i’ll look like this

wishfuldemi:

explore-everywhere:

ballerinasandbows:

missanimo:

j0hhnn:

This will always be my favorite picture.
Her smile is so genuine and I can feel her from ten thousand miles away.
She reminds me of you and how you used to look at me.

god this picture makes me happy

Ah it’s back on my dash. I can’t help from hitting reblog always

always always reblog. i hope to God that one day a woman will be this happy to marry me.

the day i can have him i’ll look like this

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The worst feeling is not being alone, it’s being forgotten by someone you could not forget.
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babaengjuantamad:

Please? Hindi ka na kasi ulit nagparamdam. Ang tagal na natin nung huli mo akong kinausap at tinext. Please? Paramdam ka na ? Sana pagbigyan mo ako. Iparamdam mo sa akin ulit yung pinaramdam mo sa akin noon.

babaengjuantamad:

Please? Hindi ka na kasi ulit nagparamdam. Ang tagal na natin nung huli mo akong kinausap at tinext. Please? Paramdam ka na ? Sana pagbigyan mo ako. Iparamdam mo sa akin ulit yung pinaramdam mo sa akin noon.

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apolloyoostis asked:
What's that Flappy Bird game everyone keeps talking about

zaccharine:

Flappy Bird is the tale of this worthless piece of shit:

You see this unnaturally rotund, wide-eyed, piss-yellow asshole? Notice how he has wings? They might as well not even be there, because this fucker can’t fly worth shit. A paper airplane crafted by a four year-old could fly for a longer distance, I am fucking certain.

So your job is to help poor ol’ Flappy hear fly. “Aw, poor lil’ guy! I’ll help him fly, how hard could this be?”

That’s what I thought.

Oh god, I was an unfortunate, misinformed soul. I was innocent, until I was corrupted.

For some reason, the game takes place in the same fucking universe as Mario, as evidenced by the green pipes. That is, save for the fact that there appears to be the skyline of a modern city in the background, something that certainly does not exist in the realm of our favorite mustachioed plumber as we know it. Who knows, maybe Flappy Bird himself overthrew the Mushroom Kingdom, creating a metropolitan dystopia run by other round, flightless fucks. I certainly would not trust those eyes - or rather, eye. There is a sort of evil lurking in the depths.

A normal bird would be able to avoid these pipes on their own, but Flappy needs your assistance. It’s up to you to repeatedly, yet methodically, tap the screen to raise Flappy back up when he inevitably begins to descend at a speed that requires a weight which we cannot even conceive as being possibly possessed by such a small, feathery shit stain.

There are no breaks. There are no checkpoints. Pipe after pipe, eventually it all begins to blend together. That is, if you make it past the first obstacle, which will probably take you a while since the controls are so fucking horrid. No, Flappy, you little pissant, I didn’t want you to go that high! Wait no, stop! Shit!

Please don’t play this game, I’ve lost family and friends. When I walk down the street, people look at me. They know. And I know, too, when I see someone who’s made the mistake of attempting to guide this avian atrocity. You can see the emptiness in their eyes. You can smell the regret.

Don’t let Flappy drag you into the vortex of despair with him.

Avoid Flappy Bird at all costs, lest you wish for a fate worse than death.

This is so fvking true


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