spending a majority of my time

running away from sadness

teddytrumpet:

pricklylegs:

Let me play you the song of my people..

This is literally me

teddytrumpet:

pricklylegs:

Let me play you the song of my people..

This is literally me

(Source: gh-05-t, via umamamu)

onlylolgifs:

Huge Saint Bernard dog being needy

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noobtheloser:

noobtheloser:

A glimpse into my daily crisis. 

Welcome to Throwback Thursday, when I reblog something older I made that a lot of my new followers might not have seen yet.

If you all hate this idea, blow up my inbox and I won’t do it. 

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onlylolgifs:

Hong Kong protester catching a tear gas grenade and throwing it back

onlylolgifs:

Hong Kong protester catching a tear gas grenade and throwing it back

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MATT LeBLANC: There’s only five people in the world who know exactly what being on Friends was like, other than me. There’s five of them. David, Matthew, Lisa, Courteney, and Jen. That’s it. Marta and David were close, but when they left the stage, no one knew what they did. We could never leave the stage, metaphorically speaking. Still can’t. Still on that stage. That will follow us around forever.
More important than anything else is the look on people’s faces when you cross paths with them in the street, or in the store, or in the grocery line. You can always tell that you were—maybe still are, maybe always will be—a part of their family. Movies have this thing where it’s an event. You get dressed up, you go to dinner, and you go to the movies. You’re outside of your element. But with television, people are watching you in bed, at their kitchen table eating. You’re in their house.
I did not want it to end.

MATT LeBLANC: There’s only five people in the world who know exactly what being on Friends was like, other than me. There’s five of them. David, Matthew, Lisa, Courteney, and Jen. That’s it. Marta and David were close, but when they left the stage, no one knew what they did. We could never leave the stage, metaphorically speaking. Still can’t. Still on that stage. That will follow us around forever.

More important than anything else is the look on people’s faces when you cross paths with them in the street, or in the store, or in the grocery line. You can always tell that you were—maybe still are, maybe always will be—a part of their family. Movies have this thing where it’s an event. You get dressed up, you go to dinner, and you go to the movies. You’re outside of your element. But with television, people are watching you in bed, at their kitchen table eating. You’re in their house.

I did not want it to end.

(Source: frie-nds, via fuckyeahfriends)