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psyducker:

do u ever lie on ur side and a small tear leaks out and ur just like whoa wtf body I know I’m sad but not that sad

can i keep it with this colour please

so i got loot from celes on my paladin but it was ret loot i thought i was in holy but apparently i just had holy gear on in ret spec im so mad rn and i cant even find an ordos group fuck it im done fuck timeless isle to hell omg

2spooky4boo:

Restroom air dryers are a great way to warm your hands before wiping them on your jeans

nickfuckface:

parents: “u should be more active”
me: image

i was having really shit loot luck from celestials/ordos (i was either getting double gold or loot i already had) but my warrior got shoulders from ordos and legs from cele so i guess it aint that bad not that im gonna play him but ye

today really aint my fucking day im just gonna go wither away somewhere quiet and dark

cyberuser:

cyberuser:

vvankinq:

cyberuser:

what do you call a message sent by a girl?

*sighs* what

a feMAIL

i got 7 messages saying this joke is offensive & that i’m the reason feminism exists

WHEN YOU TRY REALLY HARD NOT TO PULL BUT STILL DO

absinthecake:

When people ask how you’re doing at the end of the semester

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blank:

“beauty sleep” is such bullshit I sleep 12 hours a day and I still look like a trashcan

really fucking awful scribble but Skyfall is such a Yousha song..
staggotry:

borjesunchaser:

gaycthulhu:

elfsnatch:

faggitvekubby:

nowhitit:

FL Ragnaros x MC Ragnaros

for a moment I almost thought that was a pairing and I got scared

wtb fanfic

Ragnaros climbed from his lava-filled refuge, his bulging molten legs dripping magma. The Firelord sized up his intruder with his signature scowl. Actually, it was more an unnerving, wide smile, like the kind you gave in elementary school when it was school picture day where you weren’t really happy but God damn it your parents would beat you if grandma had a bad photo for her mantle. He could only hope that his unwelcome guest understood the meaning of his permanently-beaming visage.
“You dare trespass into MY domain? Your arrogance will be purged in living flame!” Ragnaros roared, preparing to swing his mighty hammer and lay waste to the intruding party. But lo, he swung and found his mighty Sulfuras collided with nothing. The Firelord heard a bubbling behind him and turned to see an all too familiar form rising from the burning depths. Quickly he made to spin around, but Ragnaros found his feet had been bound in place by the very lava he thought to command. No, noooo- This was to be my hour of triumph…
The Firelord stared over his shoulder in horror as what could only be described as his doppelganger rose from the flame. “T-This is my realm!” He bellowed, though his infernal voice wavered in what could be deemed “fear.” Or perhaps… something else?
Ragnaros refused to let himself believe either were true, but one thing was for certain- Ragnaros found himself face-to-face (or ass-to-face, as it were) with Ragnaros. Ragnaros could only watch in fury-terror as slowly, slowly Ragnaros caressed and lifted his beloved, mighty Sulfuras. Without warning, Ragnaros grasped the mighty maul’s head with his hands and thrust its shaft into Ragnaros’ Molten Core.
“TASTE THE FLAMES OF SULFURON!”

VICTORY FOR SYLVANAS

AFTER A LONG YEAR I’VE FINALLY RETRIEVED MY FUCKING MAGNUM OPUS