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fouur:

psyducked:

stunningpicture:

Failed panoramic.

oh, you know, just casually photographing the apocalypse

This is soo cool

fouur:

psyducked:

stunningpicture:

Failed panoramic.

oh, you know, just casually photographing the apocalypse

This is soo cool

(via brutalosophy)

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virare:

the best part about being in your 20’s is slowly caring less and less about what people think of you and surrounding yourself with good people

the worst is that I’m broke

(via ethiopienne)

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damn-this-is-my-spacejam:

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
                         But O heart! heart! heart!
                            O the bleeding drops of red,
                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                         Here Captain! dear father!
                            The arm beneath your head!
                               It is some dream that on the deck,
                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
                            But I with mournful tread,
                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.

damn-this-is-my-spacejam:

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
                         But O heart! heart! heart!
                            O the bleeding drops of red,
                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                         Here Captain! dear father!
                            The arm beneath your head!
                               It is some dream that on the deck,
                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
                            But I with mournful tread,
                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.

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king-atlas:

"Genie, you’re free." —The Academy

king-atlas:

"Genie, you’re free." —The Academy

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kane52630:

Louie - Season 3 Episode 6 (Barney/Never)
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"This man was robbed from us. His life was robbed, his family was robbed, and I say, not only was it the mental illness that did that, it’s the stigma of mental illness."

— Doctor Drew Pinsky on the death of Robin Williams (via vastderp)

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nailpornography:

RIP Robin Williams 

nailpornography:

RIP Robin Williams 

(Source: instagram.com)

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"You’re only given one little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it."

— Robin Williams (via a-thousand-words)

(Source: , via a-thousand-words)

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everydaycomics:

I’d like to reassure myself that his good friend, Christopher Reeves is there to pick him up from wherever that next place would be. 

Thomas Newman - That Next Place