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Cosmic Funnies
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Noah Kahan
if i look back, i am lost
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
$LAYYYTER
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@natashaastark-blog
*thinks about suicide squad* *thinks about deadpool* *thinks about batman v superman* *thinks about x-men apocalypse* *thinks about captain america civil war* i’m gonna be the absolute biggest piece of comic book movie trash in 2016 it’s gonna be too lit
When I was ten years old, a dog bit the back of my head. The doctor said, within earshot but out of sight – he didn’t think I could hear him – that had the dog’s teeth been a little longer, they could have gone in under my skull. Hit my brain stem. Killed me, crippled me.
I don’t know whether or not he was right. All I know is that for a decade and a half after that, I harbored a complete and unreasoning terror of dogs. It didn’t matter how big they were, or how tame, or how kind. Someone else could assure me that they were the best dog in the world, that they knew the dog, that he would never hurt anyone, and it didn’t matter, because I was convinced that any dog could suddenly turn on me, bite me hard enough to kill me.
There were two dogs I slowly learned to trust during that time period. And, eventually, I learned to understand dogs again, to understand their body language, to like them again, because my husband convinced me to get a puppy, to raise a dog from when it was small, that this would help me get over my fear.
No one ever told me I was crazy or irrational for not wanting to be around dogs after I’d been attacked and nearly killed by one. No one. For fifteen years, it was understandable that I would be afraid – terribly, unreasoningly afraid – of dogs. A dog attacked me. I bore the traumatic scars. I found dogs terrifying, unpredictable. I could not trust any of them – no matter how kind they’d been to my friends, no matter how well-recommended they came or how well they’d been raised – not to turn on me and injure me.
When I was fifteen, I was raped.
Do I even need to finish this?
In Jurassic world when the pterodactyl picked up and threw down the baby triceratops I saw the exact moment I’d risk my life to save a baby dinosaur and try to fight a full fucking grown pterodactyl
After a trip to Africa, actress Tippi Hedren, her husband Noel Marshall, and their actress daughter Melanie Griffith, wanted to make a movie about lions. At the advice of Ron Oxley, an animal trainer who said that “to get to know about lions, you’ve got to live with them for a while,” they had Neil the lion live with them. Their life was documented by LIFE photographer Michael Rougier.
how do japanese chihuahuas say hello
konnichihuahua
i lost five followers for posting this
so these producers from jurassic park needed a goat for there new movie coming out in 2015 and they happened to drive past my house and see my goats in the pen outside and now my goat named earl is going to be in a movie and is more famous than ill ever be in my entire life.
Zoë Kravitz for Nylon Magazine. Styled by Sean Knight. Photography by Bella Howard.
If you don’t think Aubrey Plaza is the perfect choice for a live-action Meg then you’re wrong
And Chris Pratt is the perfect choice for a live action Hercules.
Make this happen, Disney.
you know what? i feel sorry for you. you must be incredibly close minded to not hang out with someone just because they smoke. smoking is a way of life for me, it makes me feel alive and stops me cutting. shame on you for shaming people who smoke, you are the worse.
i have asthma
I can handle the craziness some of the time, maybe most of the time. But I know I can’t handle it all of the time.
Women fire back at Oprah Magazine’s fat shaming with #RocktheCrop
“Can I pull off a crop top?“ "If (and only if!) you have a flat stomach, feel free to try one.” When O magazine wrote that response they probably didn’t see the wave of outrage, viral hashtag and badass response coming their way. But that’s probably because they’re part of the problem with fashion advice.
I’ve never owned a crop top and this just makes me want one.
Oh this is so good!
I’m gonna reblog this a million times.
