intricate imperfect various things

Get horrendously sick. Thus is my life. Going to die now.

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1950s lyrics: splishin and a-splashin, one time i was splishin and a-splashin. ooh, i was movin and a-groovin. yeah, i was splishin and a-splashin.
1960s lyrics: he hit me and it felt like a kiss. he hit me and i knew he loved me. if he didn't care for me, i could have never made him mad. but he hit me and i was glad.
1970s lyrics: my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling. my ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, i want to play with my ding-a-ling.
2012 lyrics: i'm pimpin where i'm winnin, thats just how i’m chillin. i'm smokin grits and sellin chickens, corvette painted lemons.
EVERY DECADE HAS BAD LYRICS NOW GET OVER YOURSELVES YOU INSUFFERABLE DOUCHEBAGS

(Source: jewdas, via davnnh)

eating food while waiting for your other food to be ready

‎1950's lyrics: Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfilled. For, my darling, I love you, and I always will.
1960's lyrics: When the girl in your arms is the girl in your heart, then you've got everything.
1970's lyrics: I hope you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the world.
2012 lyrics: Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt.

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dead

tanukitails:

She’s amazing.

I need to reblog this so it’s always on my tumblr!

the last one, she’s like “what the fuck?”