And imagine waking up to this. - JUST CLICK PLAY
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But not just once. Like over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.

oh is it tuesday again? 

CRAP YOU GUYS, TOMORROW IS TUESDAY.

actually after checking (bc of this post) I found out it really is tuesday at my timezone :P

it’s tuesday here in my timezone also

It’s 11:59. About to be Wednesday! Reblogging!!

castihellyes:

castillionism:

fuchsimeon:

gentry-d:

Can we just talk about the fact that Nathan Fillion is a huge fangirl

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like

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every

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ever

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to get

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a life

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One of us

And then this…

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I vote for Nathan Fillion to become the host of a tv show where he just interviews actors from his favorite tv shows and fandoms.

wreckitronnie:

wreckitronnie:

Listening to music older than you are
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Listening to only Top 40 Hits

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Listening to Obscure Underground music nobody knows about

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Bashing someone for their taste in music

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Creating a false sense of superiority based on music choice

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Applejuice

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everytime this post comes back an angel gets its wings

corrwill:

ouijasexting:

im fucking crYIN G omfg

I will NEVER not reblog this. ONE OF THE BEST SNL SKITS THEY HAVE EVER DONE!!!

ex0skeletal:

In case you’re sad here are some buns.

Reblog if you think gay marriage should be legal.

someonesaveme420:

sunset-oracle:

takeflightlittlebird:

cccuunnnt:

the-legend-of-hetalia:

awindowtothewest:

the-queen-of-anchors:

HOLY FUCK THE NOTES.

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HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THE NOTES

reblog EVERY TIME THIS IS ON YOUR DASH .

If you follow me and you don’t reblog this, we’re gonna have a little issue.

I will 500% judge you if you don’t Reblog

More people reblogged this than there are in my state??

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REBLOG I TELL YOU

221bitssmallerontheoutside:

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IM NOT CRYING, YOU’RE CRYING

[…ouch. -runs off to cry-]

WHO’S CRYING HUH?! ME?! NAAAAAAAAH

oh my gob there are tears

younggt:

"birds and squirrels and earth and sky"

euphfleure:

co-rals:

polymer:



It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.His bed was next to the room’s only window.The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.The men talked for hours on end.They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.Days, weeks and months passed.One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.It faced a blank wall.The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’Epilogue:There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

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euphfleure:

co-rals:

polymer:


It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..


Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.


She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.
‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

STOP SCROLLING AND READ THIS

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let-the-arrows-fall:

adorabelledearheart:

dirtprince:

thepliablefoe:

Norwegian forest cats are the fucking best.
They look like little snow lions


MORE REASONS WHY NORWEGIAN FOREST CATS ARE THE BEST:
THE COLLOQUIAL TERM FOR THEM IS SKOGKATTENTHEY ARE ALSO CALLED FAIRY CATS IN NORWAY BECAUSE THEY’RE SO PRETTYTHEY RUN DOWN TREES HEADFIRSTTHEY’RE FRICKING GIGANTIC BABIES AND THEY PURR REALLY LOUDTHEY LITERALLY WALK OVER SNOW LIKE MOTHERLOVING LEGOLASIN NORSE MYTHOLOGY SKOGKATTS PULL THE GODDESS FREYA’S CARRIAGE WHO DOESN’T WANT A CARRIAGE PULLED BY CATSVIKING CATS END OF STORY

Thats it I’m getting a Viking cat

Fucking Warrior Cats.

myfrankensteinromance:

let-the-arrows-fall:

adorabelledearheart:

dirtprince:

thepliablefoe:

Norwegian forest cats are the fucking best.

They look like little snow lions

MORE REASONS WHY NORWEGIAN FOREST CATS ARE THE BEST:

THE COLLOQUIAL TERM FOR THEM IS SKOGKATTEN
THEY ARE ALSO CALLED FAIRY CATS IN NORWAY BECAUSE THEY’RE SO PRETTY
THEY RUN DOWN TREES HEADFIRST
THEY’RE FRICKING GIGANTIC BABIES AND THEY PURR REALLY LOUD
THEY LITERALLY WALK OVER SNOW LIKE MOTHERLOVING LEGOLAS
IN NORSE MYTHOLOGY SKOGKATTS PULL THE GODDESS FREYA’S CARRIAGE WHO DOESN’T WANT A CARRIAGE PULLED BY CATS
VIKING CATS END OF STORY

Thats it I’m getting a Viking cat

Fucking Warrior Cats.