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me every time i reblog Hannibal shit
Here we go again
Shuri: make sure you give the goats good names.
Bucky, still getting used to making choices: I have to name them?
Shuri: Of course! It would be beneficial for all involved.
Bucky: What do you even name a goat??
Runty little baby goat behind Shuri: *angrily head-butts a rhino and falls over, then charges at a fencepost*
Bucky: That one’s name is Steve.
Shuri: excellent.
Other goat: angrily tailing Bucky, also head-butting him every few seconds
Bucky: And this one’s name is Sam
Not trying to stir anything, but I’m here to get my alien 👽
STAYING UP ALL NIGHT YEEEEEAAAAHHHH
WATCHING MY HOPES AND DREAMS DIE YEEEEEAAAAHHHH
It's not about passing or failing, whether in life or studies- it's about trying and experiencing the ups and downs in your life
-misunderstoodcinephile
"He was a flame that burned bright with warning- and she was the moth that couldn't help getting burnt"
Misunderstoodcinephile
We marched through the streets,
our smiles worn proudly.
Our hands on our flags,
we waved them with gusto,
screaming loudly.
The people stopped to stare,
their gazes only a further motivation,
For us to continue in our stride,
our culture our inspiration.
We marched down the main street,
our clothing gaining the attention of many
But we were caught up in our parade,
too busy to notice the man standing on the side,
His gun cocked, arms raised up high
The first shot went off,
the birds in the trees flying away
The startled gasps of the crowd,
the sky turning gray.
Another shot goes off,
And as we try to find the source of the sound,
A body hits the ground.
a child screams,
His cries ringing throughout the entire street.
The women rushing to his aid,
To remove him from the scene.
Of where his mother lay on the floor,
White as a sheet
Misunderstoodcinephile
Look at us,
No, look at us
We sit across each other
In silence
And you keep staring
At your phone
Your phone your phone your phone
You tap tap tap
And you
Laugh laugh laugh
At sayings someone wrote
Someone who’s across the world
While I’m sitting here
Two feet away from you
And you have nothing to say
And i have nothing to tell
We are just two strangers,
You and I,
Hiding under familiar skin
How I feel at family/friend gatherings