you know i love the thrill of the rush

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you remember that day we uh, we got drunk and uh, ran around...

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 06:02:59 -0400

you remember that day we uh, we got drunk and uh, ran around Lincoln Park setting off all the alarms on the priuses? and then we um, we climbed the Lincoln statue, gave old Abe some lipstick with red sharpie. you were fucking fearless. and a total shithead. i remember um, you made me go down on you that night in the bathroom of Bennigans. you remember all that?

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Sun, 14 Apr 2013 20:13:36 -0400

queencersei: i have a feeling that after tonight’s episode the game of thrones fandom will need a...

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 20:03:28 -0400

queencersei:

i have a feeling that after tonight’s episode the game of thrones fandom will need

a hand

to cope

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18 HOURS UNTIL BEYONCE

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18 HOURS UNTIL BEYONCE

18 HOURS

LIFELINE:

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Sun, 14 Apr 2013 05:07:06 -0400

Fan Bingbing

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 04:24:32 -0400

Fan Bingbing

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Sun, 14 Apr 2013 04:21:25 -0400

amanda-gayfried: It’s not just me, right?

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 17:13:39 -0400

amanda-gayfried:

It’s not just me, right?

“How do you feel?” “Fabulous,” said Charles, padding into the...

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 17:11:15 -0400

“How do you feel?”

“Fabulous,” said Charles, padding into the kitchen, his moist feet tracking prints that evaporated instantly on the shiny, tomato-red linoleum. He came up behind her and laid his hands on her shoulders; bending low, he put his lips close to the nape of her neck. “How about a kiss for your jailbird brother?” he said.

She turned halfway, as if to touch her lips to his cheek, but he slid a palm down her back and tipped her face up to his and kissed her full on the mouth - not a brotherly kiss, there was no mistaking it for that, but a long, slow, greedy kiss, messy and voluptuous. His bathrobe fell slightly open as his left hand sank from her chin to neck, collarbone, base of throat, his fingertips just inside the edge of her thin polka-dot shirt and trembling over the warm skin there.

“Would Your Grace honor her white knight with a dance?”“And...

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 16:32:26 -0400

“Would Your Grace honor her white knight with a dance?”
“And have you fumbling at me with that stump? No. I will let you fill my wine cup for me, though. If you think you can manage it without spilling.”
“A cripple like me? Not likely.”

"… and in future days perhaps you will call John Mandeville a liar, and my shade will laugh at you..."

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 16:16:58 -0400

“… and in future days perhaps you will call John Mandeville a liar, and my shade will laugh at you and say: true, true, I was, but not always, not so. When the world was good enough in my sight, when it behaved as wildly and gorgeously as I always knew it could, I told the truth of it.”

- The Folded World, Catherynne M. Valente (via michellefairley)

We don’t get to choose who we love.

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 04:54:07 -0400

We don’t get to choose who we love.

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