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Emma Stone and Andrew Garfield at the 2014 Met Gala.

 American soldier and his English girlfriend on lawn in Hyde Park, one of the favorite haunts of US troops stationed in England, photo by Ralph Morse, London, May 1944

thisherelight:

sweet ride / airdrie / i.m. ruzz

showslow:

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mayahan:

Paper Crafts by Janaki Lele

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jim-the-oni:

Jeff: “Hey Billy, do you like anything except your girlfriend?”
Billy: “Ah ya’ know, food.”
Jeff: “Somehow in the deepest parts of my soul I knew it…. (why am i even asking it??)”
Billy: “Wait *laughs* you have a soul??”
wilnise:

“You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
 Does my sassiness upset you? 
Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
 Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
 Did you want to see me broken? 
Bowed head and lowered eyes? 
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
 Does my haughtiness offend you? 
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.
 You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
 Does my sexiness upset you? 
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
 Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.” - Maya Angelou ❤ Rest in Power ❤️

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spicy-vagina-tacos:

i need to get fucked by something other than my life

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texasassy:

by cute do you mean you wanna frick frack or do you mean I look 12

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