Reasons raptors scare the ever-loving shit out of me.
sonder
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.
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the worst is when bohemian rhapsody starts playing in your ipod and you’re on the bus and you have to hold yourself down and not sing out loud and vocalize every guitar solo
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Stana Katic - answering the question about what is the secret of her beauty.
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