meanplastic:

modern-day mother teresa

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carlosthatsmyname:

Selena’s microphone covered in her well known lipstick color. All her mics ended up looking like that after her concerts. This one is on display at the Selena Museum in Corpus Christi Texas and is from the infamous Last Concert.

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theblacklacedandy:

fencehopping:

Tim Burton received this handmade cake from his animation team and it’s basically the coolest shit ever.

THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY

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allisonwaunderland:

necronovelist:

missjadeegbert:

i almost tagged something as mario and the diamonds

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It’s a-me, primadonna girl!

Feat. Luigi del rey

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eatingisfab:

"Are you kidding me?"
“No, im adulting you”

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alltheladiesyouhate:

All this time I’ve been playing video games when I could have been holding a turtle

alltheladiesyouhate:

All this time I’ve been playing video games when I could have been holding a turtle

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babeimgonnaleaveu:


Woodstock, 1969.

"They went to a psychedelic pasture to listen to their music, to be with people who dressed like them and played like them. There was a shared bond on a cosmic scale, and their elders marveled that all these kids could be in one place for three days without violence or mayhem, despite pitifully inadequate facilities and food supplies, and despite rains that fell so long and hard they would have drowned any other party. The lesson was simple: These long-haired, antiwar bra-burners and boys with beads had created a field of dreams, and perhaps from it would rise something bright and beautiful for the future."

babeimgonnaleaveu:

Woodstock, 1969.

"They went to a psychedelic pasture to listen to their music, to be with people who dressed like them and played like them. There was a shared bond on a cosmic scale, and their elders marveled that all these kids could be in one place for three days without violence or mayhem, despite pitifully inadequate facilities and food supplies, and despite rains that fell so long and hard they would have drowned any other party. The lesson was simple: These long-haired, antiwar bra-burners and boys with beads had created a field of dreams, and perhaps from it would rise something bright and beautiful for the future."

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