rainingonabrokenfeather

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UPDATE I am changing my Tumblr from this to @rainingonabrokenstar so please check me out there thanks!

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I’m bored and need to stay awake for the next two hours. Send me funny and weird and random asks so I can laugh. Also so I can stay awake because I have to :/

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I’m at a conference and every time the speaker says something good there’s this lady that mutters ‘boom-shaka-laka’ and I’m confused.

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This guy just said "People won't understand you. Just enjoy freaking people out." And I have never agreed with anyone more in my life.

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Could you imagine if animals had wings? Like you walking along downtown and all of a sudden there's this giraffe flying through the sky overhead. Or a whale rising up in a bubble of water and floating through the sky. Or if tarantulas had itsy bitsy wings and you'd be walking and suddenly this tarantula zooms into your face.

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My mom isn't home so I just put like half a bag of cheese on my nachos. This is either gonna kill me or constipate me.

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Can people be killed by life? That is the question we need to be asking.

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What if rain fell upwards?

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A poodle is literally a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

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(evil laugh)

I grew up just a stone’s throw away from where that entire family mysteriously died from head injuries.

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Same.

When medication says “do not operate heavy machinery” they’re probably mainly referring to cars, but my mind always goes to forklift.

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I live in the weirdest neighborhood. My neighbor two houses down is taking his dog for a walk and it's really creepy cause it's like 11:30 pm and pitch black out and all he's got is a flashlight. And the whole rest of the neighborhood is dark. And I'm up in my bed so I have a clear view of him and he's creepy cause he's old and bent over and hunched and I can hear his keys rattle with every step and I swear to god he just looked right up at me and okay imma go hide now.

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Right and now I'm freaking out cause the wind is picking up really fast and rain is pouring and it's all happening suddenly the world is ending. Goodbye.

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What if when humans died bubbles arose? Idk guys I think I've been playing Transformice for to long with not enough sleep.

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Update: someone out on the water just had the weirdest conversation about gay fish and I swear that whoever was out there in their row boat fishing was high af. I now regret leaving my windows open. Don't those fisherfolk know that sound carries over water?

The only problem with living on the lake is that as your sitting peacefully on your deck with a book enjoying the calm, still air, you hear this distant thwyOOM noise that gradually grows louder as an idiot in a cigarette boat who doesn’t know how to trim his motor properly passes by, his boat bouncing on the still lake because his motor is to frickin high. So then for a solid fifteen minutes your calm is disrupted by thwyOOM thwyOOM thwyOOM until you’re ready to go get the gun and use the boat for some target practice. And it’s a big frickin lake and sound carries which means you gotta listen to that shit for ETERNITY and even after the boat is gone you swear you can still hear it because it’s been imprinted in your brain thwyOOM thwyOOM thwyOOM