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gotta love a bit of these guyz
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Posted on August 13, 2011 via Ohhai with 1,474 notes
Source: pincheantoinette
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Here are the more sequential, comic style ones.
All of these pictures took place on the first day of EVO 2011.
Original pictures from KaraFace: http://karaface.smugmug.com/ (shout outs, cos she doesn’t leave the lens cap on when she takes her first pic of the day)
4Chan style captions: myself.
Posted on August 7, 2011 via The l33tablog with 3 notes
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New Found Passtime: Find people of top tier fighters and take picture of their Zen Face. Shout outs to mastering Zen in the art of Fighting games. Haha this first guy looks fucking CHOONG! Here are all the one shots, more comic-esque shit to come.
Original pictures from KaraFace: http://karaface.smugmug.com/ (shout outs, cos she can wield a lens)
4Chan style captions: myself.
Posted on August 5, 2011 via The l33tablog with 5 notes
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(via gutterheart)
Posted on July 27, 2011 via liamtc with 3,401 notes
Source: liamtc
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I know what I want. I just can’t get it.
Posted on June 8, 2011 via Infatuation with 1 note
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“Easy, white chocolate.” - Latrell Spencer (White Chicks, 2004)
LOL!
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Posted on May 20, 2011 via Marijuana Culture, By Check with 7,277 notes
Source: thatsgoodweed
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Morning Breeze
the cold harsh wind, blistering
whispering telling me things
inspiring, defining whirling within
as the breeze washes over me
cleanising my soul
like the sweet smile of your lips i feel whole
it flows like the waves of the sea
searching for its kin; you and me
never hiding never finding
it opens its heart to the world
searching for that one true her
always coming close always coming close
open heart open mind
it grows warmeras the sun begins to rise
when you stare at me a warmth from the top of my head
to the bottom of my feet
warmer and warmer the wind becomes
higher and higher the sun hums
closer closer….could we become one
so the sun sings her soft song
radiant waves of glorious love
shining through winds cold heart
warming his soul could this last
and the day goes on and his sun fades away
leaving him slowly to travel and play
so he travels troubled
getting colder, colder cold
as she sets into the west
always smiling never caring whats next
and as she disapears into the night sky
he is left alone only the moons cold light
we are one in the same the wind and i
travelling searching for my suns warm life
hoping waitinf for her to be mine


