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Right? The flower crowns are the only thing giving me a Coachella vibe. I’m getting more medieval fantasy from these getups, less annoying modern day hippy millennial.

No but seriously zero sarcasm I WANT THESE

I want to know what he’d look like with his natural chest hair. With that beard, you know he’s got some. #TeamChestHair

(maybe more than okay if we’re being honest.)

How I feel whenever anyone touches me ever.

PGA and LPGA are Golf, not tennis.

Now playing

OMG is that my boyfriend Mark Ruffalo excited to see my boyfriend Paul Rudd? Dreams DO Come true.

What?? No, it is way harder to be ghosted than to do the ghosting. The ghoster is in control of the scenario; the ghostee is in the ghoster’s (metaphoric) hands, running around wondering what the hell they did wrong when really the fault is that the ghoster does not know how to communicate clearly with someone or take

That implies he was hot to begin with.

I have been such a goddamn sucker for these tweets. I know I’m being manipulated, but I can’t stop.

You must be fun at parties. JK, you’re probably awful to be around.

Stop eating so much chith and the inches will melt right off.

why the fuck are you like, double, triple and quadrupling down on being a bitch?

I canoodle with my poodle

He looks like Macklemore’s worse brother.

Dude has a seriously terminal case of douche-face.

Poppy on his annual fishing trip at Opeongo Lake, Algonquin Park, Ontario, CANADAAAA <3 Congrats on your face Poppy.

May I present to you, my grandpa Robin. You’re welcome.

My grandma and grandpa. June, 1949 in Portland. xo