suburban-auschwitz:

ermahgerdkerfer:

Damn, this girl was prepared.

Damn, I can’t even put the kids to bed on time

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glennoconnell:

REPRISE 
(/rəˈpriːz/ rə-preez)
Noun

The repetition or further performance of an earlier piece of music, typically in a new or altered composition.

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shattystrashstache:

real friendship is sending them a link to something terrible so you can both be traumatized at the same time

(Source: title2come)

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Subtitles can make anything better

Subtitles can make anything better

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basedgaben:


My dad credits this as his favorite photo of me.
When I was younger, I was very socially anxious. I hated crowds, hated attention, hated being up on stage. In preschool there was this little Halloween show that we put on, and man, I did not want to do that shit, let me tell you. All those parents watching me sing some stupid song? Nah, that ain’t me.
But I was forced to, and I was pissed about it. My dad was in the audience, taking pictures and enjoying the show. In that moment, I swear, my tiny four year old was pure rage and resentment. I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.
My dad pointed the camera at me, and I turned, and I looked. I gave him the look that summed up all the anger, all the absolute fury that was brewing inside me. He says that he had never before seen such a perfect depiction of total and complete hatred. In his four year old son.
To this day whenever I get pissed, he calls me “Buzz Lightyear”.

basedgaben:

My dad credits this as his favorite photo of me.

When I was younger, I was very socially anxious. I hated crowds, hated attention, hated being up on stage. In preschool there was this little Halloween show that we put on, and man, I did not want to do that shit, let me tell you. All those parents watching me sing some stupid song? Nah, that ain’t me.

But I was forced to, and I was pissed about it. My dad was in the audience, taking pictures and enjoying the show. In that moment, I swear, my tiny four year old was pure rage and resentment. I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.

My dad pointed the camera at me, and I turned, and I looked. I gave him the look that summed up all the anger, all the absolute fury that was brewing inside me. He says that he had never before seen such a perfect depiction of total and complete hatred. In his four year old son.

To this day whenever I get pissed, he calls me “Buzz Lightyear”.

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dreamliest:

a-greek-goddess:

jedavu:

Amazingly Surreal Body Art Transforms Human Bodies Into Canvases

by Gesine Marwedel

Holy wow

woly how!???

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