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if you want to challenge yourself just listen to every song on your ipod without skipping any

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my aunt came home from vacation and told me this story

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defekait:

my aunt went to cape cod with her husband and brother and they went to the beach and she was flying a kite when this guy came up to her and said “ooh whatre you doing with that kite?” and being the sassy bitch my aunt is, said “im air fishing" without looking at him so he just says "…ok" and walks away and she looked over and her husband and brother were cracking up and it turns out she dissed justin timberlake

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Void Stiles | The Joker
→ “The only sensible way to live in this world is without rules.”

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clamjob:

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snakebiteheartt:

Remember Hilary Duff was afraid to sing but then Hilary Duff helped her then Hilary Duff sang a duet with Hilary Duff

I FOLLOW BACK

shut up we are talking about hilary duff here now is not the time to self promo

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Mattress Jousting

FLIPPING SHIT I WANT TO DO THIS SO BAD

I swear white people will come up the most random games to play and it’ll look fun as fuck.

Are we going to ignore how graceful his front flip was?

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hoechlder:

Tyler Posey and Tyler Hoechlin on Posey’s Poll (x)

Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka reenact the spaghetti scene from Lady and the Tramp

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gotterdammerungs:

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And then in the future, everything changes. He’s been through it all, of course-watched humanity rediscover the heavens above them, watched them begin to wonder what’s out there. He cheered with the rest of the world when they landed on the moon, cheered as if he’d found Isla de la Muerta all over again, because there was something new. New treasure, a new horizon. But then they stop going, stop exploring, and he goes back to riding tankers across the rising seas. So he’s surprised when one day he wakes up from a night with his bottle of rum (his truest companion), and hears that there’s colonies on Mars now, and they need ships to supply them. He spends the next decade crafting new identities, learning all he can to qualify for the job, and after several tries (and even more faked deaths-this immortality thing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be in the age of the inerasable digital self) he gets it. The ships go nearly constantly now, the needs of the terraforming project creating an unbroken line of vessels from Mars to Earth and back again. “Show me that horizon,” he whispers to himself, his personal prayer of thanksgiving, each time they leave orbit, because the worlds, the stars are in motion and it’s never the same, with nearly three years for a round trip the ports are always different, even if they keep the old names. And finally one trip something goes wrong with the reactor, they’re too low on power and have to deploy the backups, and Jack (Lucky Jack, they call him, for he survives too many things he shouldn’t but science has yet to accept that maybe some things weren’t old wives’ tales after all) goes out for the spacewalk to bring up the solar panels. And as they rise, geometric patterns black against the sun’s glare, he’s struck by a powerful sense of déjà vu, because it’s all here-wind and sails, a ship beneath his feet and stars above his head, horizon in all directions. He wonders, for a moment, if the reason he’s still here is because the universe wanted a witness, to mourn the end of one age of exploration, and rejoice in the birth of the next.

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Chris Pratt interrupts the interview to french braid intern’s hair x

I want one !

youngjusticer:

I’m still amazed that this image got nearly 120K notes. Well, I’m glad to help out the artist since she doesn’t use social media, so here’s the full version. :)

The Queen on Fire, by Rika Chan.