My name's John and this is my blog. I'm 17 and I'm gay and I love food and attempting to do music. I'm aware my portrait picture makes me look like a raging homo but it's the only picture I look okay in. I sat on my balls while writing this. I have really tiny wrists. obese pedophiles

leslieseuffert:

 ”Czech photographer Miloslav Druckmüller from a pier outside the Enewetak Radiological Observatory on the Marshall Islands during a 2009 expedition hosted by the Chair of the Institute for Astronomy at the University of Hawaii.

It was during this trip that the photographer had the incredible opportunity to see a total solar eclipse from what is basically the middle of the Pacific Ocean. The location offered an unfettered, crystal clear view of this amazing and rare phenomenon.”

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goldenclitoris:

hello i am here for our date

goldenclitoris:

hello i am here for our date

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poopflow:

ah yes i have finally found it

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the g spot

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And so after a long night the young composer retires to his room after bathing in a night of nervous hopes of approval and playing to wash him out. The heat of the stage lights have made him drip to a nervous man whose whole constitency slides like the melody of his heart soaked piece. He has experienced a concoction of talent flowing to life from his own pool of creativity and into that mixture, his trust was mixed in for the first time. His soluable trust which he never wanted to waste had gone to use to make the waves of this ocean of sound go full bound towards the movable and awaiting sand that is the audience. His emotions have swelled and returned again like the music he has written and he has drawn into himself happy and drenched in sweat and satisfaction.

And so after a long night the young composer retires to his room after bathing in a night of nervous hopes of approval and playing to wash him out. The heat of the stage lights have made him drip to a nervous man whose whole constitency slides like the melody of his heart soaked piece. He has experienced a concoction of talent flowing to life from his own pool of creativity and into that mixture, his trust was mixed in for the first time. His soluable trust which he never wanted to waste had gone to use to make the waves of this ocean of sound go full bound towards the movable and awaiting sand that is the audience. His emotions have swelled and returned again like the music he has written and he has drawn into himself happy and drenched in sweat and satisfaction.

illea:

you guys all think that canada is so innocent but in grade one i had a geography teacher with three fingers and he gave me a C because i pronounced Kenya differently than him and when my mom reported it to the office we found out that he wasn’t even supposed to be teaching at my school he was literally some stranger who wandered in

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iknowthatsoundsmeanbutwhatever:

dropping truths

iknowthatsoundsmeanbutwhatever:

dropping truths

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trillow:

jack and jill went up the hill to fetch a ♡ pale blog ♡ of water

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super-wolves:

google street view is the best, example:

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