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this is the most important thing that has ever happened

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IT HAS BEEN GIFFED

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Me passing a truck when I drive

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Me even when I’m a passenger

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Notice how Shan Yu doesn’t even question it or make a comment about “BUT YOU’RE A GIRL” he just instantly goes into a “I’LL TEACH YOU TO KILL MY MEN AND STEAL MY VICTORY” rage and I think about this a lot sometimes

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((Well that might have to do with the fact that he’s a Hun. Women among the Huns had higher status than their Chinese counterparts and even some of their own men. Women were free to hunt and fight along side of the men, could choose their own husbands and divorce him if she choose to. There were even records of clans being led by women leaders. So for Shan Yu Mulan is just another soldier))

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thank you, history side of tumblr.

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He also might not have been able to see very well, due to whatever horrible disease has taken hold in his eyeballs.

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Pretty serious Wilson’s Disease judging by the copper buildup in in irises, and apparent melanocytosis localized to his sclera.

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Thank you medical side of tumblr

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Billy Boyd (Pippin) stealing Sir Ian McKellen (Gandalf)’s tea and biscuits during filming for Return of the King.

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The moment when you realize that they got the Pippin casting about 10,000% right.

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Never forget

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WHY WOULD THEY DO THIS PHOTOSHOOT I LOVE IT

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city of the damned lost children with dirty faces

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"I did it for me. I liked it. I was good at it. And I was really… I was alive."

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german keeper like

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WAKE UP POTTER

WE’RE GOING TO THE ZOO

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We were living out of a car once. Uncle Nick had kicked us out. We couldn’t find anyone else who’d take us in. Lip and Ian and me were sleeping in the backseat when Frank pulled over. Middle of the night. Think it was Halstead. Told me to take the boys and sit on the curb and he’d be right back. I was six. Few hours later, we’re still sitting on the sidewalk and Ian’s head is burning up. He’s hysterical. I don’t know what to do. So I ran down the street, Lip under one arm, Ian under the other, trying to flag down help. It would have been easier scoring crack than a ride to the clinic. I finally made it on foot. They said Ian had a fever of 104. Another couple hours later, who knows. I didn’t find Frank until a couple days later. First thing he asked me, was how much money I had on me.