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Emma. Australia. My blog mainly consists of things that make me smile, laugh and love including Supernatural, True Blood, Fashion, Disney, Photography, Cinema, Indie Music & Old Hollywood.


"all but my heart makes sense"






  • me: i want a hot body
  • me: does absolutely nothing to achieve this

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Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me?

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bauhinia:

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bauhinia:

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mishstiel:

who else

is reblogging for bloody sam

^^^

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boyonboywonder:

bangarang-bro:

theninjabox:

the-absolute-funniest-posts:

That moment you realize the cartoons you grew up watching had really dark humor.

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HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLY!

rugrats was the best

fuggin’ popppsss

boyonboywonder:

bangarang-bro:

theninjabox:

the-absolute-funniest-posts:

That moment you realize the cartoons you grew up watching had really dark humor.

  Submitted by dayanatuna

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLY!

rugrats was the best

fuggin’ popppsss

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humansofnewyork:

I found this man on 7th Avenue in Park Slope. He was leaning heavily on his cane, looking down, wearing a grimaced face. I felt bad for him, so I smiled and waved when I walked past. His face changed completely. He lit up, smiled wide, and gave me a cheery greeting. There was nothing forced about it. He seemed like a man who went through life looking for the smallest excuses to be happy.I walked 50 feet down the sidewalk, turned around, and walked back to him. “I want to take your photo,” I told him, “because of how big you smiled when I walked by.”He said: “Well I saw someone smiling at me who I didn’t even know. So I thought: ‘By God! I Better do something!’”

humansofnewyork:

I found this man on 7th Avenue in Park Slope. He was leaning heavily on his cane, looking down, wearing a grimaced face. I felt bad for him, so I smiled and waved when I walked past. His face changed completely. He lit up, smiled wide, and gave me a cheery greeting. There was nothing forced about it. He seemed like a man who went through life looking for the smallest excuses to be happy.

I walked 50 feet down the sidewalk, turned around, and walked back to him. “I want to take your photo,” I told him, “because of how big you smiled when I walked by.”

He said: “Well I saw someone smiling at me who I didn’t even know. So I thought: ‘By God! I Better do something!’”

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