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WHO TOUCH MY SPAGHET
She said,” How long will we thus continue, and go on to pass the time? And when will the cow jump over the moon, and when will the spoon and the dish be mine?” And I said, “Rivers will run their course in time, and all my verses and there rhymes will fade.”
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@ABCTV Arnold sings tonight on @Please_like_me. And your heart will melt. ♥♥ 10.05pm #PleaseLikeMe
Such a beautiful, beautiful show. So subtle, so real, so amazing.
Birds flyin’ high, you know how I feel Sun in the sky, you know how I feel Breeze driftin’ on by, you know how I feel It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me. Yeah, it’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me, ooooooooh… And I’m feelin’ good. Fish in the sea, you know how I feel River runnin’ free, you know how I feel Blossom on the tree, you know how I feel It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me, And I’m feelin’ good Dragonfly out in the sun, you know what I mean, don’t you know, Butterflies all havin’ fun, you know what I mean. Sleep in peace when day is done: that’s what I mean, And this old world is a new world and a bold world for me… Stars when you shine, you know how I feel Scent of the pine, you know how I feel Yeah, freedom is mine, and I know how I feel.. It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me [scat] And I’m feelin’… good.
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OH MY GOD THE SEASON FINALE WAS FUCKING AMAZING I AM STUNNED GOOD LORD
PS: LOOK AT NICK’S FACE. LOOK AT THIS LITTLE BROODING PIECE OF COTTON CANDY
My 9y/o sister can't fathom how Voldy and Bellatrix could have had a baby together while she was married to someone else or how Tonks had time to make a baby before the war, being an Auror and all. She is asking real questions.
One thing I HATE about Coke Studios India is how they have to Hindi-fy songs.
I was listening to Moner Manush the other day, a Bengali song written by Pir Lalon Shah, and they added in a Hindi line that was just kind of distracting. Like, I would like to listen to Lalon Shah’s original Bengali lyrics please, and besides the Hindi line had little to do with the flow of the lyrics.
Right now I began watching another Coke Studios India video that my mom sent me on Whatsapp. It was of a Punjabi song that started off amazingly well. There were dhaadis singing vaaran using their dhaads and sarangis, and the lyrics were deep and meaningful, talking about the soul’s yearning for the Malik, the King of the World. It was so peaceful, and then this happens…
Salim Suleman puts on the nasal-iest voice you can possibly think off and begins going “Tinga-linga-linga-linga” in the mic with autotune on full blast. Like really Salim? You think that’s Punjabi? Lol. Why don’t I grab that mic and scream “KAIM CHO, MAJA MA CHO? HALO RE HALO!!!” and call it the traditional music of your native Gujarat? :)
To make matters worse, the background singers began to sing “Kukudukudoo bolo namaste,” essentially, “Cocka-doodle-do, say Namaste.” Like… why? Wrong language? Hello? And why are there chickens in this song now? Who am I saying Namaste to? Stop? Please?
Pakistan had such an awesome concept going with Coke Studios where they showcase Punjabi/Balochi/Sindhi/Rajasthani folk songs by honouring the native language and not trying to appropriate it, but the Indian music industry has absolutely no respect for non-Hindi indigenous languages, especially Punjabi.
Tinga-linga-ling that track into the garbage, and kukadukadoo out of here please.
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رَبّا سَچیا تُو تے آکھیا سی Rabba Sacheya Tu Te Akheya Si Oh true Lord, you once said جا او بَندیا جَگ دا شاہ ہے تُو Ja O Bandeya Jag Da Shah Hai Tu Shah Hai Tu. Go, man! You are the King of the world. کَدی سار وی لَئ رَب سوہنیا Kadi Saar Vi Layi Rab Sohneya Did you ever bother to ask, Oh Beautiful Lord تیرے شاہ نال جَگ کی کیتِیِاں کیتِیِاں Tere Shah Nal Jag Ki Kitiyan Kitiyan What has the world done to you King. کَئ سسّیاں تَھلّاں وِچ رُلِیاں Kayi Sassiyan Thallan Vich Rulliyan There have been many Sassi’s buried in the sand. کَئ رانجھے جوگی ہوئے Kayi Raanjhey Jogi Hoye Many Ranjha’s have become lonely mystics اوہ سَنوار دے جو Ohhhh Sanwar De Jo… Beautiful are the ones تیرے نیڑے Tere Nere Close to you تیرے Tere… You تیرے نیڑے Tere Nere Close to you مینُو تیرے نیڑے کر دے Tere Nere Close to you مینُو تیرے نیڑے کر دے Menu Tere Nere Karde They bring me close to you عِشق وی تُوں میڈا یار وی تُوں Ishq Vi Toon Meda Yaar Vi Toon You are my love and also my friend میڈا دین وی تُوں اِیمان وی تُوں Meda Deen Vi Toon, Iman Vi Toon You are my belief and also my faith میڈا جِسم وی تُوں ، Meda Jism Vi Toon You are my body میڈی رُوح وی تُوں Medi Rooh Vi Toon You are my soul میڈا عِشق وی تُوں Meda Ishq Vi Toon You are my love میڈا یار وی تُوں Meda Yaar Vi Toon You are my friend میڈا دین وی تُوں اِیمان وی تُوں Meda Deen Vi Toon, Iman Vi Toon You are my belief and also my faith میڈا جِسم وی تُوں ، میڈی رُوح وی تُوں Meda Jism Vi Toon, Medi Rooh Vi Toon You are my body, You are my soul میڈا قَلب وی تُوں Meda Qalb Vi Toon You are my heart کعبہ قِبلہ میرا، مسجِد ، مَنبَر، مصحف تے قُرآن وی تُوں Ka'bah Qibla Mera, Masjid, Mimbar, Mus'haf Te Qur'an Vi Toon You are my Holy house Ka'bah Qibla, mosque, pulpit, the Holy pages and also my Qur'an میڈے فَرض فَریضے، حَج زکوٰتاں، صوم، صَلوٰۃ، اذان وی ۔۔۔ Mede Farz Fareezay, Hajj, Za'kataan, Soum, Salaat, Azaan Vi… You are my duty, responsibility, pilgrimage, alms, fast, prayer and also my call میری زُہد، عِبادَت، طاقَت، تقویٰ ، عِلم وی تُوں عِرفان وی تُوں Meri Zohd, Ibadat, Taqat, Taqwa, Ilm Vi Toon Irfan Vi Toon You are my asceticism, worship, power, virtue, learning and also knowing میڈا ذِکر وی تُوں ، میڈا فِکر وی تُوں Meda Zikr Vi Toon, Meda Fikr Vi Toon You are my remembrance, my contemplation ذوق تے وجدان Zouq Te Wajdan … You are my tasting and my ecstasy مُرشِد، حادی، پِیر، طریِقَت، شیخ، حقا ئِق دان وی تُوں Murshid, Haadi, Peer Tareeqat, Shaikh, Haqaa'iq Daan Vi Toon You are my guide, preceptor, leader of true path, scholar and also my enlightened one آس اُمّید تے کَھٹیاں وَٹیِاں وے تے تکیہ رات تَمان وی توں Aas Umeed Te Khattiyan Wattiyan, Ve Te Takiya Raat Taman Vi Toon Hope, wishes, gains, losses are you and the night’s contemplation is also you میڈا دیکھَن بھالَن جاچن جوچَن، سمجھن، جان سُنجھان وی تُوں Meda Dekhan Bhalan, Jachan Jochan, Samjhan, Jaan Sunjhaan Vi Toon You are my looking, my enquiring, my seeking, my understanding and my knowing میڈے ٹھٹرے سارے، مُونجھ مُنجھاری، ہنجروں دے طُوفان وی تُوں Mede Thathray Saare Monjh Munjhari, Hanjroon De Toufaan Vi Toon You are my cold sighs, my groaning and my sobbing and in you is a storm of my tears میرے۔۔۔ Meray… My… تِلک تِلوڑے، سیندھاں مانگاں، ناز نِہورے دان وی تُوں Tilk Tilo'ray, Seendhaan Mangaan, Naaz Nihoray, Daan Vi Toon You are the tilk on my forehead, sindoor in the parting of my hair, beautiful mannerisms and also my fortune مہندی کَجلا، کجلا میرا، مِساگ وی سُرخی، بِیڑا، پان وی تُوں Mehdni Kajla, Kajla Mera Misaag Vi Surkhi, Beera, Paan Vi Toon You are my henna, mascara, cleanser, rouge, tobacco and my betel-leaf عِشق وی تُوں میڈا یار وی تُوں Ishq Vi Toon Meda Yaar Vi Toon You are my love, my friend and my companion وِحشت، جوش، جُنوُن وی تُوں میڈا گِریہ، آہ و فغان وی تُوں Wehshat, Josh, Junoon Vi Toon, Meda Girya, Aa'h-o Fughan Vi Toon You are my craziness, passion, madness, crying and also my lamentation میڈا اَوّل تُوں Meda Awwal Toon You are my beginning میڈا آخِر تُوں Meda Aakhir Toon You are my end میڈا اندر باہر Meda Andar Bahir My Inner, My Outer رَبّا سَچیا تُو تے آکھیا سی Rabba Sacheya Tu Te Akheya Si Oh true Lord, you once said جا او بَندیا جَگ دا شاہ ہے تُو Ja O Bandeya Jag Da Shah Hai Tu Shah Hai Tu. Go, man! You are the King of the world. کَدی سار وی لَئ رَب سوہنیا Kadi Saar Vi Layi Rab Sohneya Did you ever bother to ask, Oh Beautiful Lord تیرے شاہ نال جَگ کی کیتِیِاں کیتِیِاں Tere Shah Nal Jag Ki Kitiyan Kitiyan What has the world done to you King.
i miss last summer when everyone was playing pokémon go that was so nice it felt like everyone was happy
i will never watch the flash because one night my sister and i were flipping through the channels in a hotel room and came across barry allen fighting a giant gorilla in a colosseum and we thought it was a little weird but then the camera zoomed in on the audience and they were all gorillas,,, watching another gorilla face off against a fast man in a red suit,, and i never want any context for that scene.
42. Umbridge is probably being used as target practice for the centaurs.
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Cersei thought of all the King’s Hands that she had known through the years: Owen Merryweather, Jon Connington, Qarlton Chelsted, Jon Arryn, Eddard Stark, her brother Tyrion. & her father, Lord Tywin Lannister, her father most of all. All of them are burning now, she told herself, savoring the thought. They are dead & burning, every one, with all their plots & schemes & betrayals.
It is my day now. It is my castle & my kingdom.
WE NEED MORE MOIRA APPRECIATION POSTS ON TUMBLR TODAY FFS
Moiras got me in tears, fuck it up babe
MOIRA YOU FUCKING SAVAGE SMOOSHBEAN OF A WOMAN SBJDNSNSJA!
shows i need to see more of on tumblr:
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I think we can all agree that Max Minghella’s eyebrow game is otherworldly.
Every city has a sex and an age which have nothing to do with demography. Rome is feminine. So is Odessa. London is a teenager, an urchin, and in this hasn’t changed since the time of Dickens. Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman.
John Berger (via studivation)