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dallonsmiles:

Don’t fuck with Dallon Weekes, I think that’s the moral of the story.

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2percentmelk:

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That is fantastic life advice.

Lemony Snicket doesn’t give a damn fuck

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regenprins:

darksilenceinsuburbia:

Jeff Mermelstein

Sidewalk

1987-Present

Via

This photoset is so fucking good hnnnnnnnnnnng

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He’s like a brother and I love him … We understand each other, even if we look at each other in silence. He sweats a lot and I’m like a mother worried he’ll get sick so I wipe his sweat with a towel I carry around on set. He also eats a lot and usually they close the food area during certain times of the day and sometimes I have my leftovers and I give it to him. I have his back like he has mine. I just wish he was shorter.”

- Jensen Ackles on Jared Padalecki

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lmnpnch:

The Doctors and their companions

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nevver:

Cross-stitched Microbes

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My life’s been a circle of violence and degradation, as long as I can remember. I’m ready to tie it off.

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GoT meme | Relationships [4/9] → Jaime & Brienne

 ”Gods kow why i bother. She is the least companionable creature i’ve ever had the misfortune to meet.”
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“How beautiful it is here, to be sure, but how difficult to paint! I can see what I want to do quite clearly but I’m not there yet. It’s so clear and pure in its pinks and blues that the slightest misjudged stroke looks like a smear of dirt.”
Morning at Antibes, Claude Monet

How beautiful it is here, to be sure, but how difficult to paint! I can see what I want to do quite clearly but I’m not there yet. It’s so clear and pure in its pinks and blues that the slightest misjudged stroke looks like a smear of dirt.”

Morning at Antibes, Claude Monet