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overdid:

do you ever feel lonely and unwanted even if you are with your friends

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pulpdrinker:

sex tip!! when he puts it in, yell ‘what are u doing in my swamp’

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so-humorous:

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jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

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courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one

Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 

I’m okay with being Peter Pan. shelbaphernelia
lol I forgot he was a redhead omg kendrasnatchko

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drugs-in-ur-coffee:

selfish-cunts:

dqdbpb:

angelina jolie’s daughter

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and gwen stefani’s son

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both so cute 

Parenting done right

ugh. this is so wrong. how can you support someone letting their kid wear socks on grass. do you know how hard it is to wash those stains out?

I thought I was going to have to yell at someone for being a close minded asswipe but that was the biggest plot twist of my life. 

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RS Connett ~ “FAT KING DREAMING”, 2008

"This is what I wrote about this painting six years ago;

All my paintings, to one degree or another, are self portraits. This portly monarch is me of course. I’ve been sitting on my ass painting so much that I have been putting on weight. I’m not quite as fat as this picture illustrates, but I am no longer comfortable in my own skin.

The King’s crown is actually bombed out building. It’s from another painting I’m working on with a city being destroyed by war.

Note that the King is “two-faced” Not only does he share several conflicting opinions about himself, he is, and I am, full of sh-t.

The small flying eyes are dreams. Each one is an eye seeing into another universe, where the dreams are. Each dream seeing eye is hatched from the eggs in the mouth of the serpent growing from the king’s middle finger.

The large grinning sea-creature represents my favorite recurring dreams. Ones that I love to have, but have all to infrequently.

The hog nosed snake approaching from stage left is the thing that interrupts my sleep. I can never sleep through any night. I wake up every two hours during the night and sit on the edge of my bed. Perhaps reality?

The centapede in the foreground is most definitely a fuking nightmare crawling on me. I have many nightmares every week. Some are so terrifying that I cry out and my wife has to tell me to “shut-up!” and go back to sleep. I am revolted by centipedes.

Of course, I am making all this up. I have no idea what this painting “means” or if it really means anything at all. :) “

<RS Connett>

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awkwardvagina:

so me and my dad are watching a documentary about a man that killed his children and the presenter turned to the camera and said ‘how could anyone ever think about killing their child’ and my dad sat there looking straight at the tv and said ‘trust me its not difficult’ he then looked at me and sighed

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