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cemeterybrat:

duality sheets x bed frame
recolors; two files, one for the frame and the other for the sheets and pillows <3 meshes are NOT included, plz download here (in a zip) !!!
✩ sheets & pillows: 16 swatches
✩ bed frame: 18 swatches
✩ pls tag me if you use <33
✩ custom thumbnails & download below
DOWNLOAD (sfs)
please do not reupload or claim as yours, tyy

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juubellie:

happy holidays ❄️

creatine-baby:

tag-redfield:
djcronut:
oh…..my god (source)
LOL
I just spit out my Powerade

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Questions?

literaltortoise:

salt-sass-and-lyrium:
kanayastrider:
reinerashitaka:
HOW BIG WERE CLIFFORDS FUCKING PARENTS TO HAVE A PUPPY 50ft HIGH
FORGET KING KONG GET ROVER TO STOP HUMPING THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING
he started off as one of the smallest puppies ever born and the “love” from Emily made him grow like 5 stories the question isn’t how big cliffords parents were but rather how have Emily’s parents not taken her to the Xavier institute For Gifted Youngsters because clearly she’s a mutant
If Emily’s love made Clifford grow…. Why are her parents normal size? Does she not love them?
Asking the real questions

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unadeptly:

vikingalitarian:
This was a wild ride
So true though

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dweebscar:

emilie-xo:
drakemogie:
please help the dog
I watch this most days

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jammrlammy:

reblog to tell your friends they look cool

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madomamii:

By タケシスSHT円環03

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topimagenes:

That was a roller coaster from start to finish

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Clients from Hell.

Me: “How can I help you today, ma’am?”
Client: “Is e-mail internet”?
Me: “I beg your pardon?”
Client: “Is e-mail on the internet? I have no internet, can I still read my e-mail?”
Me: “Well yes, you must be able to get online to view your e-mail.”
Client: “Oh, dear. I can’t see my e-mail.”
Me: “Well, let’s see. Can you open up Internet Explorer for me and tell me what you see?”
Client: “Open what?”
Me: “Your browser, can you open up your browser?”
Client: “My…my…?”
Me: “What you click on when you want to browse the internet?”
Client: “I don’t use anything, I just turn my computer on, and it’s there.”
Me: “Okay. Do you see the little blue ‘e’ icon on your desktop?”
Client: “You mean I have to start writing letters again?”
Me: “I’m…what, I’m sorry?”
Client: “I don’t have any pens at my desk. I just want my e-mail again.”
Me: “No, ma’am, your desktop, on your computer screen. Can you click on the little blue ‘e’ on your computer screen for me?”
Client: “Oh, this is too much work. I’m too upset. Just send me my e-mail. Can’t you send me my e-mail?”
Me: “We…okay, ma’am. Can you tell me what color the lights are on your router right now?”
Client: “My what?”
Me: “The little box with green or possibly a couple of red lights on it right now - it’s most likely near your computer?”
Client: “Lights and boxes, boxes and lights, just get my e-mail for me.
Me: “My test is showing that you should be able to get online right now. Can you tell me what you’re seeing on your computer screen?”
Client: “It’s been the same thing for the last two hours.”
Me: “An error message?”
Client: “No, just stars. It’s black and moving stars.”
Me: “…Do you see your mouse next to your keyboard?”
Client: “Yes.”
Me: “Move it for me.”
Client: “Move it?”
Me: “Yes. Move it.”
Client: “My e-mail!”