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corneille:

davethebrave:

My last clean underwear were the very special underpanties as seen on my youtube channel from 2007. Wearin’ ‘em right now.

Bby u mke me soo hawt

ah cain’t stop dis flavah frum spreddin 2 ya loinz

My last clean underwear were the very special underpanties as seen on my youtube channel from 2007. Wearin’ ‘em right now.

scantilyrad:

Half Baked

All Marri longed for was a man to whisper doux “de riens” in her ear. And the best frangipane croissant qu’elle n’a jamais mangé. 

As she choked on a mélange of chickpeas and larmes silencieuses, she finally realized the true worth of a tender man. But even more so, the worth of a flaky croissant.

See, it’s always been the other way around for Marri, and she knows better than to expect either of them to stick around long after she’s through with them. And when left with the choice, she always goes for the one that’s easiest to swallow; easiest to forget.

Marri then ran to the bathroom; along with her tears, and her lunch, she purged the thought of yet again making the wrong choice. 

Rather than sitting around and waiting to be swept off her feet, Marri swept her heart up off the floor and set off in the direction of a bakery.  Any bakery. Because she knew that within a matter of minutes, it would happen all over again.

Berg.

Keenan, I can’t communicate to you how hard I am crying with laughter right now. This is the most accurate assessment of Marri anyone has ever written.

birdsandbeards:

is in toronto

all of my dreams are coming true

Is this the dream where we’re transforming into liquid and pooling together in a mold for a record and then someone plays the album and our very souls enter their ears and turn their brain into pure energy or the one where I’m your unicorn pony and you brush my hair and feed me sugar cubes and spur me into a gallop over a cliff where I become a pegasus unicorn pony and fly into the sunset?

Wait, wasn’t you plan to be sexknifed though?

davethebrave a mere five hours away oghmygoooshhh

The answer to both of these replies is: Travis and I will be in the news for a mutual sexknifing, one way or another.

Here I am. Just letting you know my planes didn’t crash and I wasn’t sexknifed.