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the most stressful quest in the game
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With great ability comes great accountability.
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it drives me crazy how humans are just meant to hold each other. how come when you hold someone's hand, your fingers just perfectly lock with theirs? how is it that when you hug someone, your face fits just right in the crook of their neck? how can your hands cup someone's face like that's their only primary function? it cannot be coincidence that our bodies are fully capable of holding another... we were designed to love
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#captain fuckin’ america
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Natalie Portman as Padmé Amidala in Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace (1999)
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MAKE ME CHOOSE » @theleiaskywalker asked ↦ prequel trilogy or sequel trilogy
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Monsters, Inc. (2001) Dir. Pete Docter, David Silverman & Lee Unkrich
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adhd is so funny it's like being possessed but with myself
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The Quest stands upon the edge of knife. Stray but a little and it will fail, to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the company is true.
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(Anonymously) tell me what character I have the same energy as
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Looking through old photos and I found one of my junior homecoming dance. It was the night after my dad's funeral. My friend who'd stayed with me the entire week, in my bed, through all the tears, made me get out of bed that night. She pulled my shirt up over my head and told me to get in the shower. She washed my hair for me. She curled it. She rubbed foundation onto my face, lined my eyes, and put me in my dress.
She contacted my other friends who were feeling awkward and unsure of what to do and told them the party was still on, to meet at my house for photos before the dance.
They all showed up, and I went to the dance, and we all screamed and cried, and I took my first step to healing.
I haven't spoken to that girl in five years. Nothing happened. I moved away. She fell in love. We grew apart and into our own lives.
It's strikes me how beautiful the ephermeral nature of teenage friendships can be.
We may not need each other now, but there was a time when I needed her more than anyone. And sometimes she needed me.
And the universe put us together just then. Just when it was most important. Not a year too late or too soon. The same town, the same school, the same classroom where we could meet. Right when it mattered.
We come and go from people's lives every day, and along the way we may get a chance to love someone fully, just for a little while.
I'll remember every single one.
#this is beautiful and just want i needed to hesr#im stuggling to come to terms with losing my high school best friend who was once so important to me#this is very healing
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GERUDO! I’m tabling at Fan Expo Vancouver next month, this print will be available there along with the other villages :) (also coming to my etsy soon!)
❤️ https://www.etsy.com/ca/shop/StephologyShop ❤️
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i will bang anakin. without the approval of the council if i must
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imagine you’re just a normal guy doing normal stuff when one day your mom dies. it’s really sad, and prompts your dad to move back to bumfuck, nowhere and become a farmer. then your dad remarries and your step-mom already has a son who you’ve never met before. so far, normal family drama.
then your new mom gets kidnapped and murdered, and your step-brother comes back and just fucking murders everyone associated with step-mom’s death. over the top, but still understandable.
then everything goes off the fucking rails. the normal government is replaced by an evil space wizard dictatorship. your step brother, also an evil space wizard, fucking snaps and murders a bunch of kids and then a ton of other people. it’s chaos.
then some random guy (also a space wizard) shows up and hands you and your new wife a baby. “this is your nephew,” he says “by the way, the empire is probably gonna want to hunt him down. they also want me dead, so I’m going to live about an hour away from you. cool? cool.” and you’re like….I guess? so you raise your nephew to the best of your ability and do farm stuff, only to end up tortured and then killed by the government anyway.
like, all things considered, owen lars really had a fucked up life.
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*bob the builder voice* We can fix it!
~Click for better quality~
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