can you believe that there are people on this earth who have never seen this video before
this was in 2006 she’s our age now we need to find her
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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One Nice Bug Per Day

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can you believe that there are people on this earth who have never seen this video before
this was in 2006 she’s our age now we need to find her
HQ Version of “Just Can’t Let Her Go” by One Direction
i just keep reblogging this from myself so i don’t lose it lmao i was never here bye
short girls who say they want a guy over 6ft piss me off man that’s totally disrespectful to the tall girl struggle. stay in your lane and cuff a short guy and go have smurf children ok leave us tall people alone
reasons Steven Colbert will aways be my favorite news anchor
rare footage of Taylor Swift, Perez Hilton and Jennifer Lawrence admitting to be satanists and a part of the Illuminati
Julia Saner, Elie Saab
No, you can’t deny women their basic rights and pretend it’s about your ‘religious freedom.’ If you don’t like birth control, don’t use it. Religious freedom doesn’t mean you can force others to live by your own beliefs.
President Barack Obama
(via barackobama)
Teacher: so why don't you tell the class about yourself?
Me: I was in the winter of my life…and the men I met along the road were my homely summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless road toward and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me…and my only real happy times. I was a singer…not a very popular one; I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet. But a plan and a series of unfortunate events saw those dreams dash and divide like a million stars in the night sky, that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn’t really mind it because I knew that, that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it, to know what true freedom is. And when the people I used to know found out what I’d been doing, how I’d been living…they asked me why, but there’s no use in talking to people who have a home. They have no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people…for a home to be wherever you lie your head. I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality. Just a hint of indecisiveness that was just as wide and wavering as the ocean. And if I said I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way, I’d be lying…because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone. Who had nothing, who wanted everything. With a fire for every experience, and an obsession for freedom, that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about it. And pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people. And finally I did, on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore. Except to make our lives into a work of art. Live fast…die young…be wild and have fun. I believe in the country America used to be. I’ll believe in the person I want to become. I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever. I believe in the kindness in strangers. And when I’m at war with myself, I ride. I just ride. Who are you? Are in touch with all of your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself, where you can experience them? I have. I am fucking crazy. But I am free.
BEST ENJOYED WITH HEADPHONES
LEFT EAR: Mandarin version.
RIGHT EAR: English version.
Enjoy the multiple eargasm…
AAAH YOU ALMOST MADE ME HAVE A LACK OF PERFECTION ON MY BLOG
YOU ARE SO LUCKY I AM AWAKE
HOLYSHIT
guys omg guys guys listen
whoa…..
OH MY FUDGEBALLS
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
THIS IS SO COOL TWO CULTURES MESHING AT ONCE.
ITS BACK OMFG
OMG FINALY YOU CAME BACK ON MY DASH!
AHHAHA LOVE
LOVE THIS SO MUCH
An East German soldier helping a boy cross the newly formed ‘Berlin Wall,’ 1961.
From what is known, the photograph was taken the day the emerging Wall was put up in August 1961 and the boy was found on the opposite side of the wall from his family. Despite given orders by the East German government to let no one pass, the soldier helped the boy through the barbwire. Near the exact time this photo was taken, it was said that the soldier was seen by his superior officer who immediately detached the soldier from his unit.
Concerning the fate of the soldier, most descriptions that come with photograph say that “no one knows what became of him.”
Alice Gao: Paris from above