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    celebratethemoment:

    tarawashere:

    1.PLUG IN YOUR HEADPHONES

    2.PRESS PLAY

    3.CLOSE YOUR EYES

    ENJOY A VIRTUAL HAIRCUT. 

    DO IT NOW.

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    , use your headphones. it makes ALL the difference in the world! And you HAVE to keep your eyes closed!!

    THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING. 

    woooooooooooooooow

    yeah did this a LONG time ago, but its still fun to listen to

    SO COOL. I AM GIGGLING LIKE A FANGIRL. 

    SOOOOO COOL !

    THIS IS SO COOL OH MY GOD. IM CHUCKLING

    (via thoselilthingsinlife)

    Source: awesomaticeric
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  • merryblangstmas:

    Some Nights Tumblr Version.

    Based off this post.

    Lyrics:

    Some nights, I stay up staring at my laptop

    Some nights, I don’t sleep at all

    Some nights, I ‘m glad that my dash is never ending

    Some nights, I wish I could log off

    But I still stay up, I still read your posts

    Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four

    What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?

    Most nights, I don’t know anymore…

    Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh

    Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh

    This is it, these are ship wars

    What are we fighting for?

    Why don’t we read fanfic already?

    I was never one to sleep at night - save that for those who have a life

    Post twice as much and get half as many likes, but here feels come again

    To stay for a while

    But that’s alright; I blog from in my bed tonight

    I blog because I’m wonderin’ just who I, who I, who I am

    Oh, who am I? mmm… I have no life

    Well, some nights, I wish that my dash would end

    ‘Cause I could use some friends for a change

    And some nights, I’m scared I’ll hit post limit again

    Some nights, I always hit, I always hit…

    But I still stay up, I still read your posts

    Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four

    What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?

    Most nights, I don’t know… 

    So this is it? I sold my soul for this?

    Left my social life for this? Or do I have no friends because of this?

    (/awkward pause where I didn’t know what to write/)

    So log on.

    Log on.

    Log on,

    OH LOG ON!

    Well, that is it guys, that is all, scroll twelve pages down and I’m bored again
    Ten years of this, and only bloggers understand 
    I’m not sticking ‘round with my folks downstairs; Sorry to leave, mom, I had ship pairs
    I’m going to be forever alone, all dried up from my laptop brightness

    My heart is breaking for my OTP and the con that they call “love”
    ‘Cuz when they look into each other’s eyes…
    Man, you wouldn’t believe the most amazing things that can come from…
    Some terrible writers…ahhh…

    Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh

    Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh

    The other night, you wouldn’t believe the fic I just read about my OTP

    I wish it would update already

    I wish you’d tag all of your stuff, man.

    Why won’t you tag all of your stuff, man? oh…

    I’m never logging off

    Why would I ever log off Tumblr… oh …

    Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh.

    (via skinny-depression)

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