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myalphabetbeginswithjdb:

shizayalove:

lolwhuddupp:

NO, MALFOY. BROADWAY. BROADWAY.

ALWAYS REBLOG.

OMFG

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doctor-who-sherlock:

This could not get any more true.

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zorobro:

transhumanisticpanspermia:

I love everything about this photoset

The lack of condescension in cultural sharing

The nonsexualization

The contextual foreignness of firm breasts in a society that doesn’t use bras

This is funny and charming

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if you don’t want olaf making snow angles on your blog i don’t wanna know you

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yourgirliswaiting:

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titoooooooo:

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sr-mod-blog:

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ilovemy-airman:

flamesfromthemind:

The night before the burial of her husband 2nd Lt. James Cathey of the United States Marine Corps, killed in Iraq, Katherine Cathey refused to leave the casket, asking to sleep next to his body for the last time. The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag. Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs that reminded her of him, and one of the Marines asked if she wanted them to continue standing watch as she slept. “I think it would be kind of nice if you kept doing it” she said. “I think that’s what he would have wanted”.

-Not sure what is more honorable: Being married to this faithful wife to the end or the Marine standing next to the casket watching over them both.

IN HONOR OF ALL OF OUR ARMED FORCES PLEASE SHARE THIS.

forever reblog. forever.

Never forget those who were lost. To all those in uniform, thank you.

I’m bawling

This will never not be reblogged from me.

Truly, there are never any winners in war. 

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