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The most expensive foods in the world
tsam:
In the list we have a $4,000 pizza & a $700,000 tuna.WHAT
This is just insane
rich people food ;__;
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I love Harry’s face. Everyone else just kind of looks down, all serious, but Harry’s like “The fuck kind of school is this?!?”
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Drying your hands when there isn’t any paper towel
I LAUGHED SO MUCH HARDER THAN NECESSARY. IT WAS MORE LIKE A WHEEZE.
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Lol myspace…
Hello Google..
let me lick your face.I might do tumblr if someone will be my 4chan…
I kinda ship Google and Yahoo
“Yahoo.” An all-too familiar voice stopped at her desk. Yahoo looked up nervously.
“Oh. Hi, Google,” she said, fixing her pencil skirt as neatly as she could sitting down.
“I was wondering if I could sit here?” His voice was sultry, barely above a whisper in the almost deserted library.
“Yeah, su-sure,” she stumbled, closing her eyes momentarily to regain her confidence. “What are you working on?”
“Nothing majour,” Google said, relaxing in the seat next to her. “I’ve had to practically do so many people’s assignments for them because they’re too lazy to do it themselves.” He smiled slightly, trying to warm up the timid girl in front of him. He sat up straighter. “What are you working on?”
“I just needed a break. People kept asking me questions, and I got so tired of it, I came in here to get my mind off of everything.”
“Maybe I can help you?” Google slid his hand up her skirt smoothly, rubbing his thumb against her thigh. She gasped quietly, but did nothing to stop him.
“I—I’d be okay with that.”
DEAD
I SHIP IT SO HARD
ME 2
omg why do i even ship it. can this be turned into a movie or a fanfict omg
OH MY GOD
I SHIP IT SO HARD NOW
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fuck sake
It’s so shit never having anyone to speak to, I could probably go months without anyone even saying anything to me what so ever. It feels as though I don’t even exist anymore. Never actually ever felt so lonely in my life, ever. I take it I must be a really, really boring person to speak to or even be around. What’s the point in putting in the effort for someone if you’re never going to get anything back in return?
depressed at ngl
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