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eloquence:

khounstipated:

Husband animates joke about tortilla chips told by his drunk wife.

This is absolutely hilarious and adorable.

Oh my. Goodness.

(Source: girl-non-grata, via worsethanqueer)

unimpressedcats:

turn those frowns upsidedownzzz

(Source: captawesomesauce, via getoutoftherecat)

somaymalou:

Ksenia Zhiganshina

Please don’t delete or compromise this text, or the post loses its purpose! Thank you :3

Disney Songs in their “Home” Language (click to listen)

translations:
“Singing, song of all songs, that says again and again I’m yours.”
“Even if your heart is lost, you have to believe anyway, the dream of a life is love.”
“I know what happens, you hold me in your arms.”
“Hoping for the sweet moment where your questions are answered.”
“I want to live another life !”
“Leave your heart to me, and it will see an amazing world.”
“He’s sweet, the god of my heart.”
“Everyone take up arms together, let the Huns despair!”
“Flower, bright and beautiful, do not leave me alone.”

(via thedoppelgangerofme)

"I think I was forty before I realized that almost every writer of fiction and poetry who has ever published a line has been accused by someone of wasting his or her God-given talent. If you write (or paint or dance or sculpt or sing, I suppose) someone will try to make you feel lousy about it."

- Stephen King, On Writing (via nickmiller)

(via msearthsnake)

I feel pretty damn unappreciated.

I’m sick of acting my way through emotionless sex for him.
I’m sick of him not cleaning up after himself like a little boy.

A guy I was maaaad crushing on whom I still fantasize about just got into a relationship.
That might have been the last straw for me today, as much as I hate to admit it. 

Now I don’t have anyone to daydream about!

hmm. Maybe pet store guy with the curly afro who enthusiastically imitates his guinea pig. Oreo. He lost it when I imitated Thor while explaining what diatomaceous earth was. Hoping that constitutes as cute and not too weird. Why do I care? um…. ?