A Dreamer Unable To Express Her Thoughts

Hiya, I'm Hang. I'm not sure why I need a description, but if you want to get to know me, message me or scroll on through my blog to know what I'm all about (:
(Yes I do bite, but if you offer me pasta first, we'll be great friends.)

fiercezucchini:

those feelings when you want a relationship

but you don’t

but you do

but you don’t

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jackstroubleinatanktop:

morristibbs:

im laghing so hard at this


i love how reporters try so hard to understand tumblr

jackstroubleinatanktop:

morristibbs:

im laghing so hard at this

i love how reporters try so hard to understand tumblr

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aizercul:

remember when you weren’t obsessed with actors and fictional characters?

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tillall-areone:

harmalade:

want to call someone a mean name but don’t want to use a slur? here are some non-oppressive things to call someone you don’t like

  • underboob sweat
  • scleral tattoo
  • subterranean nostril zit
  • sloshing bag of shitwater
  • off-brand cola aftertaste
  • Dan Savage
  • lichen on the antlers of satan
  • Nickelback album

(via irritable-blujay)

wearesorryfortheinconvenience:

wearesorryfortheinconvenience:

my friend is CONVINCED he is the one who brought on post limit. a few years ago  he was reblogging a single picture as fast as he could as many times as he could and then the server crashed and ever since then people started hitting a post limit

its his fault we go through this

if you where wondering this is the image image

bUT IDK MAN I THINK THERE IS PLENTY OF FUCKIN REASON TO BE UPSET

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cumberbitchsandwich:

gatissimo:

I feel like Moriarty broke into 221B and stole John’s cardigan just as a little extra “fuck you”.

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skate-high:

To me, songs are kind of like bookmarks. Have you ever listened to a song that you haven’t heard in a while, and all of a sudden, all the memories of that time period come back, and you remember what your life used to be like. They’re like milestones in your life.

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