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ruinedchildhood:

Spongebob is the mother fuckin devil

x how to get rid of period cramps:

insertgreaturl:

1. heat a towel

2. wrap towel around your belly

3. set towel on fire

4. wait until you’re dead

5. enjoy

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kenyanmade:

Fka Twigs

kenyanmade:

Fka Twigs

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obeyny:

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Oh shit watch out this bitch has 220$

obeyny:

æ

Oh shit watch out this bitch has 220$

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meetmeinxvenus:

NEW XV COMING SOON

meetmeinxvenus:

NEW XV COMING SOON

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themoonphase:

Because everyone deserves a pot-smoking Jimi Hendrix on their blog.

themoonphase:

Because everyone deserves a pot-smoking Jimi Hendrix on their blog.

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urban-writer:

kpopcritter:

velvet-doughnut:

Wait

O…k…


So ready 
ashashashton

urban-writer:

kpopcritter:

velvet-doughnut:

Wait

O…k…

So ready ashashashton
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hip-hop-classics:

J Dilla Aka Jay Dee

hip-hop-classics:

J Dilla Aka Jay Dee

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This scene in Inglourious Bastards, this particular part, was so brilliantly written. The characters are playing a game where you sit in a circle and write a famous person’s name on a card, flip it over, pass the card to the person next to you and stick it to your head without looking. Then you ask everyone questions to figure out who it is. This man- a Nazi commander- asked “Am I American?” (no but..) “Have I visited America?” (yes) “Was my visit fruitious?” (no) “Did I go against my will?” (yes) “Am I from a place you’d call exotic?” (yes) “Am I from the jungle?” (yes) “Did I go by boat?” (yes) “And when I got there was I bound with chains and presented in front of a crowd?” (yes!) “Well then. I know who I am. An African slave. No? Oh then I’m King Kong.” — and in one instance the viewer realizes the metaphor which King Kong was to the African slave trade (a truly Tarantino way of inserting social awareness through dialogue spoken by social oppressors) as well as takes a moment of almost comic relief to a very strange middle ground since we see just how intelligent and foolproof this man is. This is good filmmaking. 
This scene in Inglourious Bastards, this particular part, was so brilliantly written. The characters are playing a game where you sit in a circle and write a famous person’s name on a card, flip it over, pass the card to the person next to you and stick it to your head without looking. Then you ask everyone questions to figure out who it is. This man- a Nazi commander- asked “Am I American?” (no but..) “Have I visited America?” (yes) “Was my visit fruitious?” (no) “Did I go against my will?” (yes) “Am I from a place you’d call exotic?” (yes) “Am I from the jungle?” (yes) “Did I go by boat?” (yes) “And when I got there was I bound with chains and presented in front of a crowd?” (yes!) “Well then. I know who I am. An African slave. No? Oh then I’m King Kong.” — and in one instance the viewer realizes the metaphor which King Kong was to the African slave trade (a truly Tarantino way of inserting social awareness through dialogue spoken by social oppressors) as well as takes a moment of almost comic relief to a very strange middle ground since we see just how intelligent and foolproof this man is. This is good filmmaking. 

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astrolocherry:

sagittarians are generally interested in everyone and everything. they are fascinated by eccentricity, cultures, languages and universal secrets. by rule, they typically remain open minded about everything, and money is never god through the eyes of a sagittarius