Ohmygawd, she’s gorgeous. I love her make-up and the color of that fro… and her earrings. Her look = made of win. 

Ohmygawd, she’s gorgeous. I love her make-up and the color of that fro… and her earrings. Her look = made of win. 

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The Overthinking Person's Drinking Game

If you suddenly realize you actually felt militantly entitled to something while sabotaging yourself, drink twice.

I think this is absolutely ridiculously hilarious.

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Lazy Sunday 2

So this happened. And it’s glorious. 

Amazing. Just amazing.

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Fucking perfection.

Fucking perfection.

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I once knew a girl and my relationship with her made me feel this quote feel romantic. Now that I’m out of that, this just seems terribly sad. 

I once knew a girl and my relationship with her made me feel this quote feel romantic. Now that I’m out of that, this just seems terribly sad. 

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The Loneliest Whale in the World.
In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:
She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

The Loneliest Whale in the World.

In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:

She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

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Anything that gets your blood racing is probably worth doing.

—Hunter S. Thompson (via decadentdepraved)

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Wow. No words, just emotions.

Wow. No words, just emotions.

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Why, hello little adorable children in cult movie costume garb!

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