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As an avid lover of peaches, peach flavored stuff and the color peach, I feel like I should recommend this tea to other peach enthusiasts. 

It’s really tasty, the peach is subtle enough to not be overpowering or too sugary. It is all natural too with pure cane sugar.

As an avid lover of peaches, peach flavored stuff and the color peach, I feel like I should recommend this tea to other peach enthusiasts.

It’s really tasty, the peach is subtle enough to not be overpowering or too sugary. It is all natural too with pure cane sugar.

— 1 hour ago
#pure leaf  #pure leaf tea  #peach  #peach tea  #im dumb 

ohawkguy:

the notebook problem: you see a notebook. you want to buy the notebook. but you know you have like TEN OTHER NOTEBOOKS. most which are STILL EMPTY. you don’t need to notebook. you’re probably not gonna use the notebook anyway. what’s the point? DONT BUY THE NOTEBOOK. you buy the notebook.

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#yeah 

at a horror movie

bf:are you scared?
me:in this economy who wouldn't be
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#pretty much 

They call us now. Before they drop the bombs. The phone rings and someone who knows my first name calls and says in perfect Arabic “This is David.” And in my stupor of sonic booms and glass shattering symphonies still smashing around in my head I think “Do I know any Davids in Gaza?” They call us now to say Run. You have 58 seconds from the end of this message. Your house is next. They think of it as some kind of war time courtesy. It doesn’t matter that there is nowhere to run to. It means nothing that the borders are closed and your papers are worthless and mark you only for a life sentence in this prison by the sea and the alleyways are narrow and there are more human lives packed one against the other more than any other place on earth Just run. We aren’t trying to kill you. It doesn’t matter that you can’t call us back to tell us the people we claim to want aren’t in your house that there’s no one here except you and your children who were cheering for Argentina sharing the last loaf of bread for this week counting candles left in case the power goes out. It doesn’t matter that you have children. You live in the wrong place and now is your chance to run to nowhere. It doesn’t matter that 58 seconds isn’t long enough to find your wedding album or your son’s favorite blanket or your daughter’s almost completed college application or your shoes or to gather everyone in the house. It doesn’t matter what you had planned. It doesn’t matter who you are Prove you’re human. Prove you stand on two legs. Run. Running Orders by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

They call us now.
Before they drop the bombs.
The phone rings
and someone who knows my first name
calls and says in perfect Arabic
“This is David.”
And in my stupor of sonic booms and glass shattering symphonies
still smashing around in my head
I think “Do I know any Davids in Gaza?”
They call us now to say
Run.
You have 58 seconds from the end of this message.
Your house is next.
They think of it as some kind of war time courtesy.
It doesn’t matter that
there is nowhere to run to.
It means nothing that the borders are closed
and your papers are worthless
and mark you only for a life sentence
in this prison by the sea
and the alleyways are narrow
and there are more human lives
packed one against the other
more than any other place on earth
Just run.
We aren’t trying to kill you.
It doesn’t matter that
you can’t call us back to tell us
the people we claim to want aren’t in your house
that there’s no one here
except you and your children
who were cheering for Argentina
sharing the last loaf of bread for this week
counting candles left in case the power goes out.
It doesn’t matter that you have children.
You live in the wrong place
and now is your chance to run
to nowhere.
It doesn’t matter
that 58 seconds isn’t long enough
to find your wedding album
or your son’s favorite blanket
or your daughter’s almost completed college application
or your shoes
or to gather everyone in the house.
It doesn’t matter what you had planned.
It doesn’t matter who you are
Prove you’re human.
Prove you stand on two legs.
Run.

Running Orders by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

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#:( 
flameandphoenix:

Alcohockey - Canadian variation of beer pong. I am inventor of this. I am drunk. I am Canadian. - Imgur
WHO’S READY TO PLAY

flameandphoenix:

Alcohockey - Canadian variation of beer pong. I am inventor of this. I am drunk. I am Canadian. - Imgur

WHO’S READY TO PLAY

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#I would so win at this  #I'm awesome at air hockey 
So many nationality suffixes →

wwrites:

I had a really weird thought yesterday of “why is it Japanese and not Japanian?” and my friend found me this!

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— 3 hours ago with 263 notes
#language 
haveahiddles:

musewhipped:

0hfaithful:

LOOK AT THIS BEAUTIFUL LITTLE THING OH MY GOD

Pretty sure that cat is using its magical powers to turn the plants around itself orange for camouflage. Yup, that’s it.

They say Aslan is on the move.

haveahiddles:

musewhipped:

0hfaithful:

LOOK AT THIS BEAUTIFUL LITTLE THING OH MY GOD

Pretty sure that cat is using its magical powers to turn the plants around itself orange for camouflage. Yup, that’s it.

They say Aslan is on the move.

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— 8 hours ago with 195927 notes
#kitty 
candyswords:

what the actual fuck Jennifer

candyswords:

what the actual fuck Jennifer

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