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[straight historian voice] they used fond language such as “my lover”, “my darling”, “i miss your arms around me”, “i wish i could marry you”, and “i miss your lips on mine”, though they were never proven to be in a relationship

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my priorities aren’t straight and neither am i

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Me: *knows better* Also me: *doesn’t act like it*

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the bar for 2017 is set so low it’s incredible

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*sets myself on fire*

Am I lit yet bro

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vertical / square

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This mushroom is doing its best

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Artist Hank Schmidt travels to scenic locations only to paint the pattern on his own shirt.

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tunblr roll call! reblog if your in the following fandoms:

-suffering -the pain of living

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Millionth thought about “Burn” I’ve had this month: Eliza goes for Hamilton’s jugular – but not by repeating the insults we’ve heard before, (arrogant, loud mouthed, obnoxious, son of a whore, bastard, etc…) She rips Hamilton up on the thing he’s most known for, what he’s most proud of – his WRITING. His SENSELESS sentences, his SELF OBSESSED and PARANOID tone. She’s tearing him up about not just the CONTENT of the Reynolds Pamphlet, but the way in which he wrote it. She takes the time in the middle of her rage to mock his style, which is such a rap battle move. 

And what is she going to do with all of the beautiful writing he gave her over the years, his letters? 

Burn them. 

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Me doing anything