hi hello what's you name

hi hello what's you name

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Send me a color


Scarlet - I like you.

Teal - I’d date you.

Red - I love you

Pink - I could stay on your tumblr the whole day.

Yellow - You’re amazing.

Purple - I miss you.

Blue - I want to meet you.

Lilac - You’re cool.

Brown - I don’t like you.

Green - I like your tumblr.

Black - You’re beautiful.

White - Delete your tumblr.

Lavender - give me your mortal soul/skype

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i paid for this 

ive been trying to come up with something to say about this for like 10 minutes but i cant. i cant say anything. elly paid this man real, legal united states currency to tell me my kill la kill husbando is shit

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Don’t take your Gore to the gym



So I own two identical Nike Pro Combat grey sports bras. One I use to work out, the other I wear as part of my Daryl Dixon (genderswap) Darlene costume.

Today I got ready for the gym really quick but I knew I looked cute in my grey compression shorts and my grey bra and a cute loose pink tank that matched my pink shoes and pink earphones and I was just like “I’m going to be THAT cute girl at the gym today”

So I run for 30 mins and then I started doing dead lifts and this guy starts benching nearby and on one of my uplifts he sat up and was catching his breath and I catch him staring at me with absolute horror in the mirror. Just, jaw agape, eyes huge, omg what happened to you horror.

I look in the mirror and my tank has stretched super loose and is hanging really low on my chest which normally I wouldn’t care about because hello, sports bra, but instead of seeing a cute little white swoop I see these horrific looking blood stains. Blood and now sweat is just super obvious all over my boob tamer and I just roll my eyes and groan because I realize I put on my Darlene bra that I specifically dyed to look disgusting.

He goes “are you ok?”

And I look at him dead in the eye and say “don’t worry, it’s not mine.”


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