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came home drunk last night and got way too excited to see my cat
depression creature
At 40, Franz Kafka (1883-1924), who never married and had no children, walked through the park in Berlin when he met a girl who was crying because she had lost her favourite doll. She and Kafka searched for the doll unsuccessfully. Kafka told her to meet him there the next day and they would come back to look for her.
The next day, when they had not yet found the doll, Kafka gave the girl a letter “written” by the doll saying “please don’t cry. I took a trip to see the world. I will write to you about my adventures.”
Thus began a story which continued until the end of Kafka’s life.
During their meetings, Kafka read the letters of the doll carefully written with adventures and conversations that the girl found adorable.
Finally, Kafka brought back the doll (he bought one) that had returned. “It doesn’t look like my doll at all,“ said the girl.
Kafka handed her another letter in which the doll wrote: “my travels have changed me.” the little girl hugged the new doll and brought her happy home.
A year later Kafka died. Many years later, the now-adult girl found a letter inside the doll. In the tiny letter signed by Kafka it was written:
“Everything you love will probably be lost, but in the end, love will return in another way.”
This campaign defies censorship in social media to raise awareness for early detection of breast cancer
this is actually super fucking smartass of them
Reblogging as this is so important everyone! My mum had breast cancer and that shit is not nice so please check yourself ladies and gents! 💕💕💕
Always a reblog. 💋
your heart is a muscle the size of a rat
SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS
Your brain’s about four times the size of a cat’s
SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS
Your lungs can hold 5.5 liters of air
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
The soles of your feet can never grow hair
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
SPONGEBOB…
SQUAREPAAAAAAAANTS
*~deedlee-doot-dee-doot doo-oot~*
date of origin: August 9th, 2018
The unbridled joy of seeing this pass by again, spotting the little red heart like “ah… my old friend. Spongebob Human Anatomy Squarepants.
American Psycho (2000) dir. Mary Harron
Bad Guys by Guweiz
IM GONNA THROW UP WHY DID THEY LET JOE BIDEN DO THE FINGER HEART THING IN HIS PHOTO OP WITH BTS
children's authors are better than everyone actually
That's a guy
The Hunchback of Notre Dame, The Phantom of the Opera and Beauty and the Beast all speak to one of humankind most consistent questions;
can French men be loved?
Well, when you put it that way. 🤯
zoë kravitz by ellen von unwerth for wonderland magazine
choose your fighter
Why not both?
lemonteaflower:
You know you did great when they don’t need you anymore…
SOB
we were so close to this ending on a good note… why…
this fucking post popped up in my dash again i swear it haunts me since the day i posted it why must it come back why must it always have that last pic attached why did this happen i did not sign for this.