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"You know those girls everyone loves to shit all over? The ones who really fucking love something? Those girls, man. They take all that energy, all that circulating fire in their veins, and instead of letting it destroy them, they choose to love, ferociously. Be it a band, or a book, or a series of films. They do it to keep themselves sane, and yet we mock them for it. Teenage girls find a buoy for themselves in the sea of emotional ruin, and they hold on tighter than anyone else."
Segment of “Why I Fucking Love Teenage Girls (A Personal Essay from an Almost Adult)” (via ahlesfemmes)
  
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birthmoviesdeath:

Motion capture shots from the original Mortal Kombat video game.

– EH

  
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joemande:

"Please don’t make me clickbait." 

joemande:

"Please don’t make me clickbait." 

 
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mixtape rules

  
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How to tell if it’s a dream

casualsplendor:

  • Light switches don’t work. Rarely will your brain simulate an immediate change in the level of light.
  • Both analog and digital clocks don’t work. Specific distortions may vary.
  • Complex patterns are amok. 
  • Text is garbled, unreadable nonsense.
  • The ground beneath your feet behaves abnormally. Designs or shapes on carpets will refashion themselves.
  • The feeling of adulthood’s unfillable void is absent. However, the standard vague sense of unease remains and is often replaced by an even vaguer sense.
  • You matter to someone.
  • All of the animals in a box of animal crackers depict the same animal.
  
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casualsplendor:


Charlie: I admire you Donald, you know? I spend my whole life paralyzed worrying about what people think of me. And you- you’re just oblivious.

Donald: I’m not oblivious.

Charlie: No, you don’t understand. I mean that as a compliment. There was this time in high school. I was watching you out the library window. You were talking to Sarah Marsh.

Donald: Oh, God, I was so in love with her.

Charlie: I know. And you were flirting with her. And she was really sweet to you.

Donald: I remember that.

Charlie: And then, when you walked away, she started making fun of you with Kim Canetti. It was like they were laughing at me. You didn’t know at all? You seemed so happy.

Donald: I knew. I heard them.

Charlie: Well how come you were so happy?

Donald: I loved Sarah, Charles. It was mine, that love. I owned it. Even Sarah didn’t have the right to take it away. I can love whoever I want. 

Charlie: But she thought you were pathetic.

Donald: That was her business, not mine. You are what you love, not what loves you. That’s what I decided a long time ago. 

  
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pizzzatime:

mgworld4Robert Crumb - Cartoonist [1992]

  
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carlboygenius:

The Impermanence of Pleasure

  
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