Cosimo Galluzzi

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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One Nice Bug Per Day

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YOU ARE THE REASON
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Keni

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Xuebing Du

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if i look back, i am lost

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Mike Driver
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@theoceansarecalmhere
give. that. boy. a. borger.
concept: I’m rich enough to buy art from freelance artists, commission artists to draw my ocs and i can frame them and put them up on my wall.
concept: all the art is done in the style of fancy portraiture and all the frames are gilt. when guests come to my manor i introduce them to my OCs as if my OCs were actual members of my family.
‘did you say he was a starship captain?’ my guests may enquire timorously.
‘yes,’ i will say, sipping my cognac. ‘a very gay one.’
Okay in my house we have a strange tradition. My mother builds this beautiful Christmas village.
It wraps all around our house through the rooms and under the trees and it’s wonderful.
Every year she hides the Christmas Vampire
This started when I was a very small got child and spread to all of my friends, including my best friend from elementary school who I just so happened to grow up and marry. Now that we have grown up and moved nearly 600 miles away we still always go home for a week at Christmas for multiple reasons, including the Christmas Vampire.
Needless to say we still partake and things have gotten heated.
Stay tuned for the epic conclusion and to see my husband and father in Lin-Manuel Miranda’s sooty costume when I find the Christmas Vampire First!
Happy Haunting!
Dad has no fricken clue how to trash talk and I don’t trust him in the slightest.
The saga continues. Mom hasnt finished the village yet and it’s starting to get to her….
Hahahaha, I mean I love this on multiple levels. But what really threw it over the top was the mom’s anxiety over the world-building and city design being right. I feel you vampire-hiding mom, I feel you.
Scamp’s trying to be on his best behavior since Santa only brings toys to the goodest boys!
I won’t hesitate (to love you unconditionally) bitch
“Women shouldn’t curse.”
“Get fucked.”
I didn’t know cheetahs meow I’ve always thought they roar my whole life has been a lie
Ok but the other one is purring so hard
If I ever don’t reblog this assume I’m dead
Fun fact: technically, because of its inability to roar and its ability to purr, the cheetah is not a ‘big cat’ (or Great Cat) - they are still classified as Lesser Cats.
Also you haven’t heard anything until you hear them cheep.
YOU CANNOT JUST SAY THAT AND NOT PROVIDE A VIDEO
I HAVE REALISED MY MISTAKE AND SHALL RECTIFY IT:
Cheeps.
Oh my god
As an adult, I can quite literally do whatever I want to, but I always end up wanting to just go home.
I’ve never seen anything more accurate
trickster gods having a dance-off
That’s alot of chaotic energy in one video
i looked up the song thats playing in the background only to discover that the guy in the smiley face hoody literally wrote and recorded it this is his song
Shit slaps tho like that’s impressive
“When you ask if I’m okay, I tell you I am because that’s what you want to hear. Because I want to believe it. Because I want to be. I’ve lied through my teeth so many times that the words just roll off my tongue now. Hell, I even started to wonder if this was my state of “okay” and that maybe I would never get better. But somehow you saw through my lies, the facade I had so carefully crafted. You didn’t take my word for it like everyone else. You chose to delve a little deeper, to see what was behind the mask that was becoming a part of me.”
— @sixwordssayitall
SHE 👏 LIKES 👏 TO 👏 COLLECT 👏 ROCKS
So i went on a date to a haunted house and made friends with the girls behind us. As we’re going through, one of them is holding my hand and a guy leaps out and separates us. I panic as my date is pulling me along, I reach back for her and grab her hand in a group of three other performers and start getting out if there. After a bit I look back to check on her and I discover I’m holding the hand of a six foot tall zombie creature and not a 5'2" girl.
Cue the most terrifying realization of my life.
I had basically kidnapped this performer from his section and abandoned the girl and her friend behind us.
Yes, I screamed. My date thought it was Hilarious.
Yes, we found the girls. Turns out when I grabbed the performers hand, he grabbed theirs so our group wouldn’t be separated. So there was just this zombie in the middle of our group line for like fifty feet
me: haha oh god this is so bad im making so many unsupported claims and pulling all this analysis out of my ass
my prof in the margins: excellent analysis!
me:
when i was in high school i used to write my papers thinking wow i’m just bullshitting all of this. then like a week before my senior year ended after all the grades were set, i was talking to my english teacher and told him you know i just bullshitted every paper i wrote. he told me that while i may have thought i was just pulling it all out of my ass, i genuinely knew what i was talking about and made well-supported analyses. i only thought i was bullshitting because it didn’t take much effort and it all seemed obvious to me. if you do well on your essays even though you think you’re just making it up as you go, chances are you’re not pulling it out of your ass. you’re just a genuinely talented analyst, even if the analysis that you’re making comes from a subconscious understanding of the material rather than a conscious effort to study it. give yourself some credit.
Sandra Bullock to Sarah Paulson in Elle’s 25th Annual Women in Hollywood Event.
“I was going to write a nice speech about all the things I like about Sarah Paulson. Sarah Catharine Paulson, she likes when you use her middle name, or Powell-son, as my 5-year-old calls her. But it’s been a crappy few weeks. My dad died, both of my dogs died. You turn on the television or computer and it’s endless tragedies and it seems like more than ever now if you have a vagina, you have to be a fighter as well. So I don’t feel nice. So I decided tonight I’m going to talk about all the things I don’t like about Sarah.
I don’t like the fact that she can wear things that look like a child threw a box of highlighters. Or that she dissembled her grandmother’s couch and reassembled it with safety pins. And still takes your breath away the minute she walks on the red carpet. I don’t like that bravery and I don’t like that it’s inspiring. I don’t like that she loves so deeply and so openly. And I don’t like that she is loved so deeply and so openly by extraordinary people because it only shines the light on how I just need to be better. I don’t like her work ethic. It reminds me that I need to work harder.
I don’t like that her and Holland’s joy for life and each other reminds me that I need to be a better girlfriend. I don’t like that she’s the kind of person that after a long day of flying and fittings will sit in your hotel room after you believe she has nowhere else to go when in fact she is fully aware that you’ve been stood up and she doesn’t want you to be alone. Just like I didn’t like the dozens upon dozens upon roses with little white poppies intermingled in them mere hours after I put my dog to sleep, whose name happens to be Poppy. So if that is the type of person you want for your icon, then I think you have chosen well.”
I’m speechless and have nothing to add
you think being gay is hard??? try telling people youre only attracted to clowns
theres literally no possible response i can make to this where i come out a winner. ive actually never been owned this hard before. i think i legally owe you money now.