Morgan. Senior. 17. Dallas, Texas. single and hating it! probably the nicest person you'll ever meet (doesn't mean i'm happy). i try not to judge. i've been hurt. if, at any time, you don't perticularly like me, then here is something for yo to do because you have 2 options. 1)being told off by me, where i wont be nice anylonger. or 2)click this magical button in the upper right hand corner that is entitled, unfollow. this button will transport you to a magical land that will allow you to not have to put up with me any longer. your choice.this blog is me, all fears, failures, likes, and dislikes.
i'm not like other girls
REALLY PISSES ME OFF WHEN YOU CATCH YOUR PARENTS GOSSIPING ABOUT YOU TO FAMILY MEMBERS LIKE TALK SHIT GET HIT BITCH
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Omfg, how can one guy be so perfect? I love you. <3 http://tonyperry.tumblr.com/
(His fucking smile. Ugh.)
(Fetus Tony.)
2 grown men go through a labor simulation
> I lost it at “STOP SMILING!!!!”
(Source: vimeo.com, via raisedlikeaph0enix)
Minerva Mcgonagall: Well, usually when a person shakes their head, they mean 'no.' So unless Miss Edgecombe is using a form of sign language as yet unknown to humans
Minerva Mcgonagall: I wonder, how you can expect to gain an idea of my usual teaching methods if you continue to interrupt me? You see, I do not generally permit people to talk when I am talking.
Minerva Mcgonagall: I should have made my meaning plainer. He has achieved high marks in all Defense Against the Dark Arts tests set by a competent teacher.
Minerva Mcgonagall: Are you quite sure you wouldn't like a cough drop, Dolores?
