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Maybe if I started treating girls like objects they'd start liking me. Smh

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I’m going to be 35 tomorrow. I’m officially an old fucking fart. Probably 20 years older than most people on tumblr.  Fuck. 

But you see, one of the things I like about tumblr, is that nobody my age or older is on here. I can say “fuck” a lot, and post my lefty political stuff here and there without fear of a bunch of disgruntled baby boomers descending upon me with judgement and cries that i “come back to the lord”. I mean, fuck those people. Y’all younguns are cool. 

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This pic is so intense

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Here’s the thing with this match:  sure, we all love J&J.  But Dean Ambrose has no reason to help Joey and Jamie here, they’ve been nothing but annoyances and thorns in his side for almost a year now.  Watch his face as this match progresses:  he starts off basically jeering both sides and enjoying seeing any of them get beat up.  But as the match goes on, he finds himself honestly excited for Jamie and Joey, sincerely cheering for them–and then he’s horrified when Seth starts to truly destroy them.  You can see an uncomfortable, unwelcome empathy start to dawn on him–they’re just two guys whose only mistake was caring too much about Seth Rollins, after all.  Finally, he’s driven past endurance to risk losing the title that he rightly won and was stripped from him, the championship he’s yearned for and struggled for.  And he risks it to help these two guys who’ve never helped him, simply because there’s an injustice being done and he can’t sit there and watch it happen.  This is the moment where he truly proves himself worthy of that championship, no matter what happens at Money in the Bank.  Ladies and gentlemen, the champ is here.  *taps her heart*

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why would you ever idolize cops when firefighters exist

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I was gonna see this movie with a boy but found out he was with another girl. we both dumped him and saw it without him

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when that kid you hate sits next to you

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“punk is fiercely loyal and he’s gonna hate that i’m saying this. i had been let go from wwe in 2007. at that point, me and punk had gotten close enough to where we were riding together…”

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friends: oh no! it’s raining, we can’t go out! this sucks!!

me:

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*walks into bar* *sits in a booth with ppl in it* dont yall love being cis? i love to be cis, its good. (whispering to small lizard under the table: what do cis people drink? milk? you said milk?) yall got milk at this bar?

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You are most definitely not the only one

You ever come across a person who’s stories just… I don’t know, resonate at the perfect frequency to drive your own stories out of your head? Like a bird that lays its eggs in another bird’s nest or something.

And you like that person’s stories, and it’s not like they’re doing this on purpose (hell, they don’t even really know you), but it’s just so frustrating and you can’t figure out why it’s happening or how to make it stop.

And before you know it, you’ve somehow been forced into a corner in your own mind. Again. And something like that shouldn’t be possible, but there you are. It’s the most inadequate you’ve ever felt.

Or maybe I’m the only one.

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bro 1: do you want a protein shake bro? bro 2: nah bro bro 1: why bro? bro 2: because you’re the only one who gives me strength bro bro 1: bro.

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dean ambrose: wonder what's happening on raw lol

wwe: j&j security will face seth rollins TONIGHT!

dean ambrose: what

dean ambrose: YOOOOOOOOOO

dean ambrose: LET'S GO HOBBITS KICK HIS ASS I'M WATCHING THIS SHIT

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Do you ever feel like you missed your chance with someone? Like you were really close 2 years ago and now you see them with someone else and it makes you sad

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Like tbh it's at the point when I'm thinking about dating any girl regardless of whether I like them or not because I'm tried of being alone and I'm tired of having no one to talk to