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Love Is My Weapon

canwriteitbetterthanueverfeltit:

stand-up-comic-gifs:

Joan Rivers on the Ed Sullivan Show, 1967 (x)

HOW IN THE WORLD DID SHE TALK LIKE THIS BACK THEN AND END UP HOSTING A SHOW TEARING APART WHAT PEOPLE LOOK FOR A FRIGGING LIVING????

vaganovaboy:

prosthetic-dance:

white-adagio:

Elisabeth Platel being awesome.
Please ignore the “ghost” of Christiane Vaussard.

HAHAHAHAHAHA
OMFG
THE GHOST


Haha the ghost is like ‘wait come back here I’m not in peace yet’ but she’s like dang gurl figure urself out

vaganovaboy:

prosthetic-dance:

white-adagio:

Elisabeth Platel being awesome.

Please ignore the “ghost” of Christiane Vaussard.

HAHAHAHAHAHA

OMFG

THE GHOST

Haha the ghost is like ‘wait come back here I’m not in peace yet’ but she’s like dang gurl figure urself out

death-by-styles:

About Me.

clothes shopping with harry
Anonymous

dirtsbag:

"I don’t like this," Harry drawled out, all serious and whiny and red around the little tips of his ears. "Why is it you take so long in one store? They’re just clothes!" For emphasis, he grabs the nearest rack and pulls up two different t-shirts of the same material and alike silhouette. 

"That’s not the point, Harry," you reply, skimming your fingers over the lace and denim and all different types of fabric you’re able to buy with Harry’s credit card number. "You have to be a good boyfriend."

"I’m being an even better boyfriend by offering up some of my favorite t-shirts for you to wear that are at home.” He straightens up a little, pulls at the collar of his sweater, and shoots you a grin. “Or you could just, ya know, wear nothing.” 

"I don’t want your t-shirts, Harry, they smell like bad B.O." You’re obviously teasing, and this Harry is sure of by the look on your face, and he’s soon staring at the jumper pulled over your body that looks very familiar and too much like his that was lying on the floor earlier this morning. 

You add, “And I don’t want to wear nothing…. Your flat has a bit of a draft.” You flit your hand around in a gesture and Harry captures it in his own, dragging his lips over your cheek and to the unmistakable pulse by your throat. 

"I could keep you warm," he mumbles, soft and sighing before standing upright and pulling your body closer to his. "Alright then," he says in monotone, "Do your worst to my bank account." 

ANDY WARHOL // Polaroids. (x)

shaolinbynature:

I Always Loved Tamera & Tia Since Sister Sister Days. Tamera Always Had Me LOL-ing.
When Tamera Got Married, I Was So Happy For Her But The Fact That She Gets Put Down By Her Own Community By Being Called Things Like “The White Man’s Whore” & “Sellout” Gets Me Soooo Upset. And Knowing How Kind Hearted She Is Gets Me Even More Angry. Nobody Deserves That. NOBODY

ohrchid:

ghreat:


Midtown intersection, NYC.
Watching the pace and flow of New York City from above is amazing. The constant stream of yellow taxis lining the avenues, the waves of pedestrians hurriedly crossing with the change of traffic signals, little figures disappearing into and emerging from the subway stations, the chorus of honking horns and sirens. It’s all so rhythmic and strangely soothing to watch.
Navid Baraty

wow

posh/modern/mocha/fashion ♡

ohrchid:

ghreat:

Midtown intersection, NYC.

Watching the pace and flow of New York City from above is amazing. The constant stream of yellow taxis lining the avenues, the waves of pedestrians hurriedly crossing with the change of traffic signals, little figures disappearing into and emerging from the subway stations, the chorus of honking horns and sirens. It’s all so rhythmic and strangely soothing to watch.

Navid Baraty

wow

posh/modern/mocha/fashion ♡