Hyenas melting away any negative preconceptions.

hislittlebrat: BABIES!!!!!!! | nigga-chan: i want one wahh

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This was so perfect.

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I have the inescapable urge to read Harry Potter now. Delightful.

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Oh Chandler, you were always my favorite.

stardustcomplex: ……gpoy

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We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.

Ernest Hemingway (via rainydaysandblankets)

♥

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I think at this point in our world, we’ve got a really confused idea of the way gender and sexuality works. I think we’ve created this really superfluous sort of like binary in the way we think about gender. And I guess I identify as queer because I don’t identify with that. I think that makes us less whole as people. I don’t need to be assigned to what it is I can do or who I can love. And it seems like we keep drawing these battle lines which are completely unnecessary. So that’s what I basically mean. When I say I’m queer, I’m saying that I think human beings are amazing. And love is an honor and an opportunity. And a fragile thing. A fragile process in which there’s no room for doubt, or shame, or hatred.
Ezra Miller (It really is a beautiful quote)

“I think you should watch our video which is called ‘President’ and hopefully have sex to it.”

bionikbrainkilla | somekindofsoul: “I think you should watch our video which is called ‘President’ and hopefully have sex to it” Kinky. I remember I took these words too seriously… He’s so adorable! I love this man.


I dunno. Something happened along the way…


Sherlock Jr is my absolute favorite Buster Keaton film.

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Is there really any question? Family, to me, revolves around love, nurturing, and a bond stronger than any blood bond. Do you concur?

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Full of promise.

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I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
Charles Bukowski (via thechocolatebrigade:fleurishes)

Lovely and endearing.

rainysolitude: Love, love… in the man’s heart is solitude.

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I love this response. Esp. “This doesn’t exactly make her a strong female role model… though she is smart, physically capable, etc… she is not exactly independent. She keeps returning to what is basically an abusive relationship. But then, she’s a villain. And this is Gotham. Everyone is all kinds of fucked up.”

And it’s driving me mad. I love this one!

idyllicconception:I Want The One I Can’t Have