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break people's hearts

god blessed men with thick dark eyelashes and for what

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being an f1 fan during the month of february

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Francis Mosses "The Milkman", from 'That's Not My Neighbor'.

My type fr 🙏 🥛

#that's not my neighbor

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Okay hear me out

#that's not my neighbor

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Milkman says: "Mmm... Enough.😐"

#that's not my neighbor

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Seen some of these types of francis fanarts where he killed those D.D.D guys so i thought i make one myself🔥/hj

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#(⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡ #← for u op #that's not my neighbor

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I wonder what is he drinking.

#that's not my neighbor

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the milkman should visit me in my dreams. why doesn't he ever visit me in my dreams? tired of sad boys with blood on them; i want the tired n crazy boys(?) with blood on them

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The current state of pop girlies is so funny like

Ariana Grande: getting dragged for homewrecking with the guy who played SpongeBob in the SpongeBob musical

Taylor Swift: dropping her worst album in years about how deeply obsessed she is with Matty Healy

Billie Eilish, for some reason:

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the modern villainisation of demeter will never cease to enrage me bc it wasn’t ENOUGH to just take a story of a girl being torn from her home from everyone who loved her and dragged away to be forced into marriage and twist and corrupt it until it was a romance story about female empowerment that wasn’t ENOUGH they HAD to take the original hero of the story the mother who went to every length to find her daughter again to bring her home and demonise her character until she was this horrific overbearing unloving mother. overprotective controlling without love. they turn the story of her grief at her YOUNG daughter being torn from her without her knowledge into the story of a misunderstood bad boy and a horrible cruel mother who won’t give him a chance and i really find it sickening. it’s ironic, that the ever misogynist age of hellenistic greece, has a better grasp of how disgusting and horrifying this situation was that a modern, self proclaimed ‘feminist’ era.

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My therapist was so real for saying the meaning of life is found in connection.

People hug their friends when they meet up and hug them a little tighter when it comes time to say goodbye. My grandfather rebuilt the broken rocking horse my grandmother had as a child, a gift from her father. There's an indescribable ache that goes along with seeing someone you used to know intimately, the becoming of a common stranger. Coincidences that bind, one time I got an uber and the driver used to live in my home before me. It was the last place he saw his father alive as a child and he nearly cried when I told him the walls were still the same colour.

Has anyone ever gotten over their childhood best friend? Is that alone not a testament to the fact we are more than blood and bones.

It's all about connection, friends.

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Last Night in Soho dir. Edgar Wright | 2021

#Last Night in Soho

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#chen yihan #estelle chen

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there are some internet friends where eventually you start calling them by their real name and then there’s times where its like nah son your name is crispy forever

#be like me and change your name every few years to keep everyone on their toes

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"With measurement errors negated, what remains is the real and exciting possibility we have misunderstood the universe.”

#OH????

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a foot fetish bot account just started following me. great sunday guys. superb. i have no idea what to say. 👏👏 flabbergasted me already and it isn't even monday.

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Clearly you weren't able to, but what song would you have danced to with Bella in your wedding? You know, the first dance?

Jeremiah opened the tiny box he buried in his garden years ago. He promised himself not to dig it up years ago, but he can't remember anymore and it's killing him.

He pulls out the portable CD player, the flimsy retro thing she insisted on because she said it was nostalgic. There's sharpie markings, little stars and hearts written on it.

This is the first track. He always thought it would be cute to play at the wedding they never got to have:

/Oh, you Will never understand that I'm completely lost in you Carve it in the pavement Every little thing you do Oh, it's you

Flower in my garden I can't wait to watch you bloom Well, I'm a million pieces Darling, you're the superglue Oh-oh, it's always you./

-Superglue, by Joan

#sweet song. pity it was never played