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In honor of Bohemian Rhapsody being released in theatres, here’s a compilation of Rami Malek acting his absolute heart out in the mid-2000s sitcom that didn’t deserve him
this character accidentally outing himself because of a gay joke is Peak Mood
I need a new tattoo, an orgasm, and a good nights sleep.
Melodrama World Tour 2018, Minnesota, March 23.
i can’t believe i used to think people my age were adults
what does it mean when a guy says hi to you
he’s lying
Free nudes? In this economy???
I know many of you out there are feeling a bit down. Have a crow to Wouldn’t it be Nice by the Beach Boys to lift your mood.
He stops and looks both ways?!?
You wanna know what makes this better?
Crows normally walk. This one seems to have both legs working, so he’s not hopping out of necessity, he’s doing it for fun. Corvids can sometimes be seen doing things like this for no evident reason other than enjoyment.
You haven’t lost who you are, you’re just different now. and that’s okay
woman: i miss you like the deserts miss the rain
man: oh that's so sweet, i--
woman: i've adapted to existence without you, buried everything we made together, and prolonged exposure to you would be disastrous.
nothing is awkward or cheesy if you dont give a fuck. im on this earth to have a good time not to be seen as cool
this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!
ehh what the hell
OH MY GOD SO NO FUCKIN BULLSHIT I SWEAR To GOD. I reblogged this an hour ago and IM NOT Lying My Tax Refund which I did in late march popped into my Bank Account, and it was a Decent sized amount……
WHAT THE FUCK Is THIS MAGIC!??!?!?! Im trying this again IM NOT BSing hahahaha thats actually pretty cool xD
yooooo
yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
FUCKIN YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
no BULLSHIT I KID YOU NOT! Look what I found while walking Home…..
OH MY GOD
OH MY F*CKIN GOD
THIS POST FUCKIN WORKS?!?!?! THIS IS PAST A COINCIDENCE NO WAY!??! NO FRIGGIN WAY!!!
Im Going to reblog this every day to test this, its MAGIC ITS FRIGGIN MAGIC
I need to believe in the heart of the post…
Oh? Well… *reblag*
i reblogged this and now my uncle is giving me 250 to dye my hair nani the fucko
I have nothing to lose
my palm was itchin today not riskin it
I always reblog the money posts cause I can’t afford not too lol
It works. I just got $300 for no reason.
Money dog is my friend
Money dog is the shit
I believe in the money dog😀
I believe in the money 🐶
Bless me pls money pup 🙏🐕
Just woke up 🙌🏿
Pplease😭🙏🏽
Doing this again because last time I reblogged this I got $50
can’t not reblog the money dog
REBLOG HELP ME MONEY DOG
My bank account needs you money dog
Money dog
This image hurts my brain more than the original debate ever did. Brains are dumb.
i wanted to like make sure this was legit and stuff so i took a section of the left and stretched it over to the right and jesus fuck
rb for the last pic being the best demonstration by far
“You had all the reasons to leave Aurora. When we first met I hated your guts (and your bad wardrobe choices), I hated your fake english and your kind smile. Until you grew into me. Until we really met. We met on a Sunday over milk shakes and bad movies, with friends laughing at some gossip we never found out because we were too lost on each other to even bother. We shared phone numbers, song choices and our taste in stupid romance. We exchanged texts all through the nights and expend every daytime together. But you were always gone on weekends. I remember the day I found out why, all the puzzle pieces being put together inside my head seconds before I fell asleep (thing I couldn’t do anymore after I discovered you had a girlfriend). I know you saw me falling for you, and I swear you fell with me. And I understand all the reasons that made you afraid of telling me that you had a girl in your life. But it was a cheap shot, you made me yours and when I found out I couldn’t be, I had no life saver to hold me if I got out of the boat. I stayed like a third wheel, sitting in the corner watching you with her, while my heart broke in a million pieces. It made me bitter. And I was a bitch. I knew I would hurt and I didn’t really care at the time. I gave you all you needed to never look at my stupid face again. And you smiled to me and said it was never my fault. Just to throw it on me a few days later. I deserved it. The cold looks, the long wait to hear from you again. I deserved that kiss that tasted so good and so bad at the same time. I deserved when you came back into my life just to get lost again. But I was a kid, you were one too. So five years later I didn’t deserve you telling me things you didn’t want to fulfill. I didn’t deserve that text never answered. You could have shown some mercy. Because I broke your heart, but you broke mine too. And five years later, as I hear the storm breaking outside my window, I can only fantasize your arms holding me tight like you did some time before. I can only miss the taste of your lips that only twice touched mine. You are my almost. And I almost drunk dial you or write again another text that you won’t answer. Because you were my first love that almost worked out. And I fucking miss you. I still love you like that sad Halloween night your lips almost touched. But they didn’t.”
— D., about Aurora once again, writing prompt #67: write about an almost relationship, which broke your heart (via wordsnquotes)
Concept: you’ve been married to your wife for 3 years. You wake up in your bed before she does, your nose cold but your body warm. Careful not to wake her, you get out of bed and your toes curl when your feet hit the cold floor. You brew a pot of coffee and take a cup, making sure to leave enough for her. You pull on a big sweater and walk out onto your deck, sitting in a big wood chair to look out over the forest. The leaves are orange and edged with frost. All is quiet as the sun rises over the trees. You hear the door opening behind you and your wife sits down next to you, wrapping the comforter from your bed around both of you shoulders. You sit there like that until the sun is well up and your coffee cups are empty.
Oh my god. This is it. I want this so badly.
im in philosophy and were talking about how you can doubt everything’s existence except for your own consciousness and the guy that sits in front of me just turns around tears streaming down his face and goes “i am on so many drugs”
jesus would sideeye so many christians & that’s just me turning water into tea
