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😱☝️how higgs' life got ruined
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tiny volition to motivate you into not doing something stupid.
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Interview with the Vampire | 2.05
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i hope eric bogosian takes his vitamins every day, gets enough sleep, drinks water and cares about himself. because once assad will finally jump him, that’s it, that old man is gonna need more than just a hip replacement
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This is how the scene went, right?
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Interview with the Vampire | 2.07
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daniel molloy character of all time once again: like imagine you’re a 20-something drug addict and a terrible journalist on account of being 20-something and a drug addict and you randomly meet a vampire at a gay bar and you think wow I might get drugs, gay sex and a story out of this and instead what you get is psychologically and physically tortured by his husband and your memories of it all erased and then 50 years later you’re DYING and those vampires show up in your life again to ask you to write the story of their happy marriage and your memory might be fucked but ON GOD you WILL ruin that marriage if it’s the last thing you do. and then not only do you succeed and walk out of it alive, but also with a bestseller, millions in your bank account AND immortality AND the knowledge that your annoying human ass was somehow the one thing that made that 500+ year old predator so mad that he broke his lifetime vow to never turn anyone. AND, on top of that, you’re out of the CLOSET.
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Adam Hall ~ “Hair Line Cracks” - Oil on Panel 40 x 60
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My therapist was so real for saying the meaning of life is found in connection.
People hug their friends when they meet up and hug them a little tighter when it comes time to say goodbye. My grandfather rebuilt the broken rocking horse my grandmother had as a child, a gift from her father. There's an indescribable ache that goes along with seeing someone you used to know intimately, the becoming of a common stranger. Coincidences that bind, one time I got an uber and the driver used to live in my home before me. It was the last place he saw his father alive as a child and he nearly cried when I told him the walls were still the same colour.
Has anyone ever gotten over their childhood best friend? Is that alone not a testament to the fact we are more than blood and bones.
It's all about connection, friends.
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sorry for being indecisive, I haven’t had any prophetic dreams to guide me in a while
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They’re soulmates but one of them is infact trying to choke the other to death with the red string of fate tying them together
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if you hired a galapagos finch as a linecook it would perfectly evolve a beak to optimally smoke cigarettes behind the dumpsters
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Galeon Andalucia
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