Product Placement
Fai_Ryy
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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The Bright Sessions
The Bowery Presents
Game of Thrones Daily
taylor price
ellievsbear
occasionally subtle
roma★
Cosimo Galluzzi
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bliss lane
Phantogram Three
Claire Keane
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
The Stonewall Inn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@imafreakingturtle
I had been waiting so long to run free, but that good-bye was harder than I ever imagined. I’ll never forget that boy. And how we won back our freedom together. Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron (2002) dir. Kelly Asbury, Lorna Cook
Jay Pharaoh’s John Mulaney impression
Holy shit
That wasn’t an impression John Mulaney possessed him
OH MY GOD
I love this video, I haven’t seen it in so long!
WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK???????????
His name is Mehdat Mamdouh, he’s a 22-year-old hip hop and dubstep recorder player from Cairo. He’s been teaching himself this style since he was 14. This article links to his social media sites. He’s on Facebook and YouTube and Soundcloud.
I think I missed his name and info last reblog
Fuck yes. That’s some talent!
Reblogging this again for his name and info.
Like, this is epic and all, BUT LOOK AT HIS SMILE AT THE END OMG I AM IN LOVE
Look how amazing!!!
this doesn’t fit my blog at all but i had to post it here because this story is legit the wildest thing i’ve seen this month and everyone needs to see it. unmute this I PROMISE YOU WON’T REGRET IT
omg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
coronavirus preparedness starter pack
Oof that comeback!
what are cats
Precious perfect animals
Ducks on the ceiling. Via u/thederpimal
Delightful
I’m gonna guess that they aren’t normally allowed to sit on the furniture.
#she needs an oscar for this scene alone
#the sheer OUTRAGE
Giddy up
Dramatic snow leopard spots new camera in enclosure for the first time
I love him
He chonk
@mia-salazar
@iultimatenerdqueen @piratesangel
@coolcatgroup @mostlycatsmostly
A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.
this fucks me up every single time
I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds I’ve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.
After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, “is love a feeling? Or is it a choice?” We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, we’d never have a lasting relationship of any sort.
She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.
Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the “feeling of love” had vanished or faded and they weren’t happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.
The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.
The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.
Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. I’ve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. I’ve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.
I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.
This is so fucking important and I think it’s something I needed right now
