I almost died just now.

Babies and puppies, bury me now.

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2 perfect months today with this beautiful man!

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“Marina Abramovic and Ulay started an intense love story in the 70s, performing art out of the van they lived in. When they felt the relationship had run its course, they decided to walk the Great Wall of China, each from one end, meeting for one last big hug in the middle and never seeing each other again. at her 2010 MoMa retrospective Marina performed ‘The Artist Is Present’ as part of the show, a minute of silence with each stranger who sat in front of her. Ulay arrived without her knowing it and this is what happened.”

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Someone did it. Someone finally portrayed me perfectly in a single 6 second video.

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Ramendranath Chakravorty (1902-1955)

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Australian news everyone

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apparently I have been pronouncing artichoke wrong my entire life

it is not like “okie dokie artichoke” which is what I’ve been lead to believe

Aw baby no art-a-choke

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*straight white guy voice* how is that offensive?

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# ugh   


do you ever see someone hot and you just think “bruuuuuuuuh” 

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But jesus fuck I’d swallow poison if it tasted like you.


My dad just said: at your age you’ll probably wanna try a lot of things. Boys, girls, being a girl, being a boy, being punk or goth or spunky. And im okay with that. As long as you don’t come home and tell me youre a republican

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If you can just stop loving her then you never really loved her at all. Love doesn’t work that way. If you ever truly love someone, then it never goes away. It can become something else. There are all different sorts of love. It can even become hate—a thin line and all that—and, really, hate is just another kind of caring.
Blakney Francis, Someone I Used to Know  (via deald)
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