Viktor And Yuuri Aren’t The Only Ones Going To The Pride Parade, Mila And Sara Are Attending It Too.

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It sounds like a scream through a tube, a thrown rubber to the wall and maybe everyone going crazy in a fire department

Why did Snapchat think it was a great idea to let others see where exactly you are? This could actually lead to terrible consequences. Like the National Security Agency spying on every and each of us wasn’t enough, now Snapchat allows stalkers and (potential) rapists see where you are at any moment. 

For ghost mode zoom out instead of zooming in on the camera. 

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I watched for 5 minutes before feeling sick

Okay, so @fungusartist showed me this, and holy fuck you all need to watch it, because it is magically terrible. Especially you @dimetrodone.

Also, fun fact, apparently this was never aired outside of Japan and yet it can only be found in English, and of all people Production I.G. made this…

I ran home and drew this on my lunchbreak because I felt like my world would explode if I didn’t. Thanks, Carrie Fisher, for teaching me that girls like us can be princesses, generals, or whatever we want to be. #RIPCarrie

The hypothetical situation where Viktor is a pianist and he decides to arrange a piece that captures the thrill and fun he had with a certain musician by the name of Katsuki Yuuri. Wouldn’t that be a good story?

Viktor and Yuuri aren’t the only ones going to the Pride parade, Mila and Sara are attending it too.

nicknames/mottos (a more truthful version): countries

Well that was a twist

My Heart

My girlfriend and I have this tradition every year.

I set her down on the couch, I hold her hands in mine, and I ask her what she wants for Valentine’s Day.

She laughs, kisses my cheek, and whispers in my ear,

“All I want is your heart.”

We’ve been dating for five years this summer. We met at a college party. I was a mathematics major and a loner but one of my friends insisted on dragging me to this house party. There was over ninety people in this tiny ass house and I really just wanted to go back home.

But then I met Sonya.

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