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Countdown to Halloween: Sleepy Hollow (1999)

The Horseman comes, and tonight he comes for you.

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visualtraining:

the most unattractive quality to me in other people is constant belittling of what means a lot to others. being contrarian just to be contrarian. people who love to play devil’s advocate. a kind of smugness about everything. an air of being above everyone because you don’t care about anything deeply like the people you mock

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bibliophilicwitch:

indigobluerose:

openbookstore:

So dramatic!

This has made me laugh really loudly, twice.

I’M FUCKING PRINTING THIS AND POSTING IT EVERYWHERE

bibliophilicwitch:

indigobluerose:

openbookstore:

So dramatic!

This has made me laugh really loudly, twice.

I’M FUCKING PRINTING THIS AND POSTING IT EVERYWHERE

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cityofathena:

honk-honk-its-gamzee:

moistchunkyslurp:

annabellebanna:

omg i am laughing so hard at the Miss Universe costume category

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you got poland lookin nice

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Namibia workin it

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Costa Rica goin big, what did you expect

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Haiti fuckin rockin it

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Great Britain got damn

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Switzerland hell yeah

and then

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….Miss USA.

we had to be a fucking transformer

is this real life

reblogging this again just to add
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canada HAD TO BE a fuckign mountie are you kidding me

but did you guys see this: 

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DAMN MÉXICO

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somekindafight:

English Lit drinking game: take a shot every time you try to think of a synonym for “represents”

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mrsweasley:

jebiwonkenobi:

I never feel like more of a failure than when I can’t remember a piece of Harry Potter trivia. 

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guardian:

A lace bedspread is still on the bed, adorned with photographs and his feathered helmet. His moth-eaten military jacket hangs limply on a hanger. His chair, tucked under his desk, faces the window in the room where he was born on 10 October 1896.
A French soldier’s room has been left unchanged for 96 years since his death in the first world war. 
Photo: Bruno Mascle/Photoshot

guardian:

A lace bedspread is still on the bed, adorned with photographs and his feathered helmet. His moth-eaten military jacket hangs limply on a hanger. His chair, tucked under his desk, faces the window in the room where he was born on 10 October 1896.

A French soldier’s room has been left unchanged for 96 years since his death in the first world war. 

Photo: Bruno Mascle/Photoshot

(Source: theguardian.com, via mirroir)

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  • Hamlet: You read my journal?
  • Horatio: At first I did not know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad handwritten book.
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