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Big A is small... like Aria!

I noticed something when Aria walked in Mona´s room with Spencer and Emily in episode 5x23. She fits the same height as Big A with the blonde wig that walked into Mona´s room when she was “killed”.

Notice where the green paint on the wall meets the white it is just around the breasts of Big A… and there is Aria wearing heals and the red line shows just beneath her breasts… if she would take of the heals it would fit perfectly with Big A’s figure.

Also the same Blonde with the longer hair who walked into Mona’s house the first time right after we see Mona walking in is small just like Mona and Aria (who are almost the same height). Just look at that picture:

Mona is wearing very high heals and the bottom of her hips are in line with the red line above, and Big A has the top of her hips in line with the read line. This means that if Mona was not wearing those heals the red line would have been hitting her at the top of her hips just like Big A´s hips!

Here you can see that Mona and Aria are almost the same height:

There is some mysterious going on between those two, some kind of a connection… twins? sisters? crazy?

Let me remind you of that weird thing about their school lockers that they both include a tree sticker with birds and leaves who look exactly the same as well as a mirror.

I’ve always needed to bulk up, so until the modeling took off I was ramming Big Macs down my throat and doing plenty of bodyweight work. I’m over the Big Macs now, but I’ll still drop down and do my press ups whenever I find the time.

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horoscopes for 2015

aries: gay taurus: super gay gemini: very gay cancer: not straight leo: ultra gay virgo: so gay libra: mega gay scorpio: holy gay batman sagittarius: pretty gay capricorn: ringleader for the gay agenda aquarius: no homo gay pisces: yes homo gay

I’m holy gay batman. good to know

Some Nights Tumblr Version.

Based off this post.

Lyrics:

Some nights, I stay up staring at my laptop

Some nights, I don’t sleep at all

Some nights, I ‘m glad that my dash is never ending

Some nights, I wish I could log off

But I still stay up, I still read your posts

Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four

What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?

Most nights, I don’t know anymore…

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh

This is it, these are ship wars

What are we fighting for?

Why don’t we read fanfic already?

I was never one to sleep at night - save that for those who have a life

Post twice as much and get half as many likes, but here feels come again

To stay for a while

But that’s alright; I blog from in my bed tonight

I blog because I’m wonderin’ just who I, who I, who I am

Oh, who am I? mmm… I have no life

Well, some nights, I wish that my dash would end

‘Cause I could use some friends for a change

And some nights, I’m scared I’ll hit post limit again

Some nights, I always hit, I always hit…

But I still stay up, I still read your posts

Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four

What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?

Most nights, I don’t know… 

So this is it? I sold my soul for this?

Left my social life for this? Or do I have no friends because of this?

(/awkward pause where I didn’t know what to write/)

So log on.

Log on.

Log on,

OH LOG ON!

Well, that is it guys, that is all, scroll twelve pages down and I’m bored again Ten years of this, and only bloggers understand  I’m not sticking ‘round with my folks downstairs; Sorry to leave, mom, I had ship pairs I’m going to be forever alone, all dried up from my laptop brightness My heart is breaking for my OTP and the con that they call “love” ‘Cuz when they look into each other’s eyes… Man, you wouldn’t believe the most amazing things that can come from… Some terrible writers…ahhh…

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh

The other night, you wouldn’t believe the fic I just read about my OTP

I wish it would update already

I wish you’d tag all of your stuff, man.

Why won’t you tag all of your stuff, man? oh…

I’m never logging off

Why would I ever log off Tumblr… oh …

Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh.

THIS IS THE TUMBLR ANTHEM

IF YOU DO NOT REBLOG THIS YOU MIGHT AS WELL LOG OFF AND OR SHUT DOWN YOUR BLOG BECAUSE ALL OF TUMBLR HAS REJECTED YOU.

Bringing this back because it’s the anthem

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So glad this is back

It’s Okay It may not seem like it right now but you are going to be fine. I know it’s scary but don’t be afraid. You are who you are and you should love that person and I don’t want anyone to have to go through 22 years of their life afraid to accept that.

Connor Franta -  (via nasshty)

Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. This should be in the tumblr laws. When you see it, REBLOG IT.

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