omg they’re like the same person now
it’s almost like they’re sisters
shut up, ugly honky let’s not act like both didn’t look completely different before
i love high contrast photos of fruit floating threateningly in the night
I don’t believe such a thing exists
I was mistaken
Cuando me viene la inspiracion en plena prueba
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He estado buscando este gif por todo tumblr xDDDD He webeado con ese video todo el semestre xDDD
red velvet everything.
this is still my favorite photoset i’ve ever made
Marilyn Monroe photographed in 1956 © Milton Greene.
Hospitals are so weird, like
on one floor a woman is bringing a new human life into the world while the father of her child looks on
and on the floor below her a frat boy is getting a wiimote removed from his butthole
i thought this was going to be deep and emotional but i was so wrong
Today is 50 years.
omg the fear she must have felt
this makes me so sad
wow
A picture says 1000 words
she wore the bloodstained chanel suit she was wearing when it happened for days after cause she waned people to see what they had done to her husband (x)
that’s crazy^
They are literally keeping it in a vault and not letting anyone see it until it’s not going to cause riots
Lets talk about this
Jackie Kennedy was a wife that knew her husband was cheating on her. Not just with one woman either; there were quite a few.
Jackie Kennedy decided to stay by her husband because she loved him entirely and wanted to fix things, even if things weren’t fixable.
Jackie Kennedy was sitting right next to her husband when he got shot in the head and immediately put her hand up to his head to maybe stop the bleeding.
Jackie Kennedy held her husbands brains in her hand and then reached back for help.
Jackie Kennedy wore that blood stained suit because she was broken and traumatized.
Jackie Kennedy stood outside the little operating room while everyone tried everything to save her husband, while she sat in a blood stained suit; not just any blood, it was blood of the man she chose to stick by even though their marriage had completely fallen apart.
She sat in the fucking waiting room knowing that there was nothing that could be done, because she had her husbands brains in her hands in the car that was supposed to be safe for both of them.
Jackie Kennedy is a fucking goddess and she endured more with JFK than any woman ever should and I adore her and no one will ever convince me otherwise.
Quiero un novio. Pero no para tenerlo y hacer lo que hoy en día hacen, simplemente quiero a alguien con quien desvelarme en las noches hablado de todo y a la vez de nada. Alguien que se burle de la película en plena sala de cine sin miedo a que lo saquen. Alguien que por un momento, sin que pase algo romántico, me coja desprevenida y simplemente me dé un beso y me diga que me ama. Alguien que prefiera robar dulces y también acariciar un perro en la calle. Alguien al cual yo también le sea importante, que me quiera, porque para yo amarlo, sin conocerlo le escribo esto
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