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When I die I want my heart donated to NASA so they can finally see what a black hole looks like up close
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You touched me. Not the way he did, but the way that made me forget.
from a story I’ll never write (via saltedwave)
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The main characters of Pixars next movie :D
ohmygosh he is helping the little owl cross the stream in the first one!
“You will get wet otherwise
Here I help
I am good doge”
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This is like a Disney movie.
They need an animated film made about the two of them going on an adventure :D
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I really want to know the story behind these photos, like are they someone’s pets? Are they wild? Are they best friends that stare deep into each other’s soulful eyes?! I’ve got to know!!
How did this unlikely animal friendship begin? :D
Apparently they are known as Ingo and Poldi. Poldi hatched several days after his clutchmates, and was picked on for being small. Ingo was from a family of police dogs, and ended up looking after the owlet. They are both pets of the photographer.
“They respect each other and they can read each other.”
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i want that really cliché friend group who takes long drives together and takes pictures of each other when they’re not looking and goes on random picnics and visits museum together fuck i want it so bad where y’all at
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What the Braavosi courtesan the Nightingale would wear, Paolo Sebastian
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Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.
Azra.T “this is how you keep her” (via 5000letters)
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he eating good
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leonardo dicaprio really gets on my damn nerves always actin dry af in all of his interviews but be partyin with 2 chainz and doin the most off the wall shit in all of his candids. like he’s one of those people at work you just assume is boring and lame until you actually start talking to them and find out they used to be in the mobb
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There are ways of dying that don’t end in funerals. Types of death you can’t smell.
Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman (via kvngslayer)
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