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asperatus cloud x

dragguns

IT’S LIKE WATCHING THE WAVES ABOVE YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN

He loves it when we set fire to food and then sing about it. Happy Birthday, to a good old dog.

thecutestofthecute

this video makes me so happy inside i can’teven describe it

thatveganwhiterose

He’s so happy he doesn’t know what to do with himself.

let-it-go-brother

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oh my god

overnightmask

delete the rest of the internet and leave only this video

araneamagica

“Who… wants… to… go… for… a… WALK?” (dog leaps up and squeals intensely)

lsleofskye

California Windsurfing, Foster City, United States

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Sonnet 130 - Shakespeare Read by: Alan Rickman

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head; I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks; I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go My mistress when she walks treads on the ground. And yet by heaven I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.