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formlessprodigy:

Official Gay Art (10/?)

Like father and son

peachynikitchi:

My Friends Art

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My Art

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ronyoblind:

justanothergreyface:

magicallyalexa:

Disney Characters and Little Characters

Disney Moments

(not my photos)

Oh my god that last one.

Baby’s First Smoulder.

Baby’s First Smoulder.

Hi..yori…HIYORI

stephenkawking:

fappuclno:

mama-ymir:

imsuchacreep:

frickity-dickity:

cookiebandit23:

docteryn:

makeitearlgrey:

tardis-mind-palace:

dredsina:

doctorwhothefuckisthis:

gutsygumshoe:

hakuryuusquad:

some people think that school food isnt all that bad and that we’re just whiny teenagers
u fucking get a rock solid jug of rotten milk then tell me that we’re just whiny teenagers

My freshman year of high school i got applesauce for lunch and when I opened it, a cloud of mold poofed out I feel this post on an emotional level

I broke my pb&j sandwich on the table once, it smashed into 7 pieces.

our hot dogs in elementary school were green

what the shit america

i once threw a chocolate chip cookie while emphasizing something in first grade…..it broke a window. and one kid got horribly sick because his uncrustable was filled with some form of near deadly mold

I girl at my sisters lunch table took a bite of her friends bread stick and their was an inch long piece of metal in it, if her friend had never taken that bite she would have swallowed it herself and died

once in third grade i had a chocolate milk and it tasted so bad i looked in it and it was all moldy. i threw up and had to go home.

last week (im a junior) there was a frog in the salad bar and a freshman boy picked it up with the salad tongs and threw it at me

our chocolate milk was gray and we squeezed grease from burger patties, using loads of napkins to soak it up

Once in second grade, i got chicken nuggets and inside wasn’t chicken but this sour white paste, and showed the lunch ladies and they told me to suck it up.

american horror story: school lunch

When I was in grade school a kid bit into his chicken nugget and there was a strange black hard thing inside that broke his tooth.

Shion had seen Nezumi’s tears for the first time. When he saw the boy choking on the unbearable tumult of his emotions, there was only one emotion that welled up inside Shion, and it was love. It was neither friendship nor adoration. Neither romance nor awe. Just love.
He felt an uncontrollable pull of love for the boy’s vulnerable tears. He wanted to protect him with his life.