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Do you see these two guys? These two are pictures of my friends Gavin and Nick.
If you look close enough you can see someone’s face behind Nick in the closet. Can you see it? This photo was taken the night they were killed. My friends were just having a sleepover because Nick came back from New York because he was on vacation with his family. The next morning Gavin’s sister found him and Nick’s body in the closet exactly where the face was. The police have no idea how they were killed or who killed them.
If you don’t reblog this within 10 minutes, the thing that killed Gavin and Nick will appear in your closet in exactly 227 minutes and slaughter you like what it did to my friends.
This is not fake.
Oh fuck, this was on the news today.
son of a…
ohmyfucking …fuck. you. omg.
omg.
BITCH NIGGA IN THE CLOSET WHAT THE FUCK
NGFRTYHJKINUB, scared shitless ok.
son of a bleep bloop
omg. y me!?!?!
:s
I’m sorry followers! But this fucking scared the shit outta me
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
whatever judge me idc nigga
lol
I AM SCARED OMG IM SORRY FOLLOWERS
I HAVE TO REBLOG IT
not risking shit
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Only three things I do not like about Tumblr people.
- Hate message people
- People that post these things
- People that post these things
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Reblog if you’re single as fuck.
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If you love your mom. Repost this. One girl didn’t and her mom died 4 days later.
THIS SHIT IS STUPID. BUT NOT RISKING IT.
NOT RISKING IT.
JUST IN CASE.
I usually ignore these butttt I love my mom <3
GOD DAMMIT TUMBLR
aaaaaa fuck ¬¬
A POST UNREBLOGGED IS NOT WORTH MY MOTHER.
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“will you be my valentine?”
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Every minute, I’d be thinking of you.
Leaves turn green,
Bananas turn brown.
Whenever I’m with you, I never frown.
You made me laugh,
You never made me cry.
You give me a reason to live,
You give me a reason to die.
And now I ask you,
Will You Be My Valentine?
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Will you be my Valentine?
A young boy and a young girl were playing tag at school on the playground. The girl accidentally stepped on her shoelaces while running and it untied. She became distressed because she didn’t know how to tie them, however, the boy knew how. He said, “My mommy taught me how to tie my shoes! I can teach you!” and crouched on the grass to knot her laces. Step-by-step, he taught her how, and she smiled really big saying, “Thanks!” The two immediately began playing again.
Over time, they had become really close. In fact, they had been dating for many years and fell in love. One night, after a romantic dinner date, the couple left on their way home. While walking, the guy purposely stepped on the girl’s shoelaces and it untied. She stopped, groaned, and was about to get down to knot them. The guy said, “Don’t worry. I got it,” and bent down on one knee to tie it. While tying her shoes, the girl laughed and said, “Do you remember, you were the one who taught me how to tie my laces when we were kids? Weren’t you the sweetest little thing!” The guy, while listening, smiled. “You taught me a lot since then!” she said. He finished tying her shoes and looked up at her. “What?” she asked. He said, “You taught me things too.” Still on one knee, he took out a ring from his pocket and held it out, “You taught me that the happiest moments of my life have always been with you and that I’d be stupid if I didn’t spend the rest of my life with you as my wife,” he smiled, “Will you marry me?”
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