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song of the day: let it go/let her go - sam tsui (x)

'let it go, let it go you only need the light when it’s burning low let it go, let it go you only miss the sun when it starts to snow’

perfect

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hes perf <3

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Lana Del Rey - Once Upon A Dream Cover (full)

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What's that Flappy Bird game everyone keeps talking about

Flappy Bird is the tale of this worthless piece of shit:

You see this unnaturally rotund, wide-eyed, piss-yellow asshole? Notice how he has wings? They might as well not even be there, because this fucker can’t fly worth shit. A paper airplane crafted by a four year-old could fly for a longer distance, I am fucking certain.

So your job is to help poor ol’ Flappy hear fly. “Aw, poor lil’ guy! I’ll help him fly, how hard could this be?”

That’s what I thought.

Oh god, I was an unfortunate, misinformed soul. I was innocent, until I was corrupted.

For some reason, the game takes place in the same fucking universe as Mario, as evidenced by the green pipes. That is, save for the fact that there appears to be the skyline of a modern city in the background, something that certainly does not exist in the realm of our favorite mustachioed plumber as we know it. Who knows, maybe Flappy Bird himself overthrew the Mushroom Kingdom, creating a metropolitan dystopia run by other round, flightless fucks. I certainly would not trust those eyes - or rather, eye. There is a sort of evil lurking in the depths.

A normal bird would be able to avoid these pipes on their own, but Flappy needs your assistance. It’s up to you to repeatedly, yet methodically, tap the screen to raise Flappy back up when he inevitably begins to descend at a speed that requires a weight which we cannot even conceive as being possibly possessed by such a small, feathery shit stain.

There are no breaks. There are no checkpoints. Pipe after pipe, eventually it all begins to blend together. That is, if you make it past the first obstacle, which will probably take you a while since the controls are so fucking horrid. No, Flappy, you little pissant, I didn’t want you to go that high! Wait no, stop! Shit!

Please don’t play this game, I’ve lost family and friends. When I walk down the street, people look at me. They know. And I know, too, when I see someone who’s made the mistake of attempting to guide this avian atrocity. You can see the emptiness in their eyes. You can smell the regret.

Don’t let Flappy drag you into the vortex of despair with him.

Avoid Flappy Bird at all costs, lest you wish for a fate worse than death.

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Tom Hiddleston sucking on a popsicle, you’re welcome.

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scarjo <3

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loooooool

Fandom’s Reaction to the Bieber fandom threats

3/? Favourite Supernatural Tumblr Posts

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“Every time you consider a job, you have to check in with your inner compass and say, ‘Does this fit in with how I see what the work is for? Is this going to be something interesting and valuable to contribute to the world?” - Tom Hiddleston

that man.

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love it

The Deductions of Sherlock Holmes

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I don’t have a theory or anything, but there have been some signs that make me not want to trust her.

Firstly, the liar deduction from Sherlock.

Secondly, she was the one sent the text about John in the Empty Hearse. Why would the text be sent to her if she didn’t have connections to...

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love it.

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so damn cute!

For the Potterheads out there

pick it and display it.

    enjoy

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omg i want