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Me, ohheyitselle and Jim.

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transanalogyhoppip:

holy fucking shit i’m so sick of seeing this post with the credit taken off it

it’s a series by Tammy Rae Carland titled Lesbian Beds and deals with representation and intimacy really well and you’re stripping it of that just for your ~aesthetic~ holy fuck

Tammy Rae Carland speaks about the Lesbian Beds series

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wildbelles:

more like this here x

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fuckyeahtattoos:

Fresh herbs, sleeve in progress

Tattoo & design by Sanne Vaghi (Berlin/traveling)

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The stairs that I fell through. I’ve never felt more like a minor character in Pretty Little Liars in my life.

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bangtidyniall:

I HEAR THOSE SLEIGH BELLS JINGLING

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RING TING TINGLING TOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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COME ON IT’S LOVELY WEATHER

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FOR A SLEIGH RIDE TOGETHER WITH YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

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IT’S STARTED

ITS AUGUST

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A Brief Vignette of Grace

A bit of backstory: I am severely allergic to cats. Anaphylactic shock allergic. The day before yesterday I went in a home that had two cats for under 30 seconds and started getting hives, eye itching/burning and congestion. 

Yesterday myself and three friends were going to hang out and eat ice cream. Very normal, or so we thought. One of my friends happened to be housesitting for two cats. He sat down next to me on the couch, and after a few minutes I started having difficulty breathing and my eyes started itching and burning, which I mentioned. He told me about the cats, and since he normally lives next door, I asked if he could change. While he was doing that, I went to get my medication out of my car. I live 4 stories up, with a basement stairwell underneath mine. As I was walking upstairs, I dropped my eyedrops into the basement stairwell, so I went to go get them. In the process of doing so I fell through and broke the whole staircase (which was half sized, but still) and got covered in mud. 

I went upstairs, and decided to shower since I was very muddy. When I came back from showering both  of my friends were crying, because they realized that they had a mutual friend pass, and didn’t realize the other person knew them. I was shaken and kind of hurt because of the stairs, so I felt very helpless, so I eventually read them a story from a book of fairytales my dad gave me. 

All of this was happening in near-complete darkness, aside from 6 candles and a fireplace video being played on Netflix.

This concludes yet another insight into my majestic daily life.

#personal  

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personasanta:

does anybody else think tired and sleepy mean two totally different things

sleepy is cute and dozing off and happy but tired is 10 cups of coffee and murder.

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In the scene where Sean starts talking about his dead wife and her farting antics the lines were ad-libbed by Robin Williams, which is why Matt Damon is laughing so hard. The scene took everyone by surprise. According to Damon in the DVD commentary, this caused the cameraman to laugh so hard that the camera can be seen moving up and down slightly.

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ilovecharts:

Get your tweets out of my Facebook!

This week in coolness: Where to Complain

amortizing:

third wheeling two girls who are best friends is so much worse than third wheeling a couple

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