commanderspock:

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This morning started with a bang, or was that just the sound of Prince J getting slapped?  Judging by the mark on J’s cheek, I guess the Imp isn’t small everywhere. 

And tears were shed all around as Lonely Boy left for the cold embrace of the Wall.  But none cried harder than our favorite RS.  But don’t worry RS, you won’t be lonely any time soon.  I hear krakens hold on tight.

buttduchess:

i ain’t sayin’ she a gold-digger, but she did move west to california in 1849

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when high school kids complain about midterms

when people complain about people complaining

when people

when

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