iback58:

Nothing makes me feel better about myself than watching people on infomercials

They can’t even eat or drink food right

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megodofmischief:

The Kiss, today (23/10/2012) in Marseille, France. 

Two young women kissed in front of anti same sex marriage/adoption protesters. 

I will judge my followers if they don’t reblog this

I love all the faces in the background

This made my day.

We should just have a tumblr rally against homophobes and get loads of homosexual couples to kiss in front of them, take photos and outnumber them Tumblr style :P

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freespiration:

Slowly going over the thought that “finding yourself” or “making your mark” is a first world concept.
We are told to pursue what interests us. What if our interests fall short on the pay scale? Even if I wasn’t entirely money motivated, such interests can’t even sustain a lifestyle. I am no…

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invisiblecashews:

Actually,  the photographs are spaced ten years apart, not sixteen.

1912 to 1922.

The young, homeless (but no less dapper) wanderer shown in the first survived the sinking of the Titanic and swam to the shores of West Egg. There he built a life and a large, empty house, in an effort to win the heart of the wealthy, upper class woman he’d fallen in love with a decade earlier and had been separated from against his will.

He shed his earlier identity, and changed his name to reflect his new station. Jack was now known as Jay Gatsby, the eccentric millionaire who threw parties every night in the hopes that one day his love would show up and spin with him as they had long ago in the dance hall of the lower decks.

wow I love you

What just happened?

Rose and Daisy are both flower names too, holy sHIT, that would be an epic fusion.

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