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We are the generation of nostalgia. We grew up in the age of transition. From hand-written letters to electronic mails. From film to digital. We were fascinated by new things, neglecting the way we spend our afternoons. Cupcakes and tea. Play-Doh and Polly Pockets. Young and naive. Technology completely changed the way we waited and we grew up too fast. The simple things in life seems more meaningful now. We grew up in the age of transition and have become the generation of nostalgia.

This is the best/truest thing I’ve read in so long (via thesleepingfawn)

But this explains the 90s kids

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IMPORTANT

theuppitynegras:

thecommandertoast:

ofmagicandice:

So I just gained a follower a few moments ago with the name maartin4life

LISTEN TO ME

WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU DO

DON’T

OPEN

THEIR FUCKING PAGE

I JUST OPENED IT AND MY AVAST ANTIVIRUS TOLD ME THAT THERE WAS A FUCKING TROJAN HORSE

verified. it contains a malware bug encrypted inside the javascript. 

SIGNAL BOOST

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punpun-kirakira:

patrickat:

nihilisticc:

So my parents just found out about my fourteen year old brother smoking weed because they found this on his window ledge. So in the middle of a huge lecture my dad decides to open the Baggie and smell it to see how strong it is. He immediately starts crying with laughter. THIS NIGGA HAS BEEN BUYING AND SMOKING FUCKING OREGANO. FUCKIN ITALIAN HERBS. SON. I CAN’T. I CANNOT. I CAN’T DO THIS.

This isn’t funny. That’s the gateway drug to a full blown marinara addiction. It’s good this was caught before this kid started hanging out at Olive Garden and sucking on every breadstick he can find to score another hit.

IT GOT BETTER.

punpun-kirakira:

patrickat:

nihilisticc:

So my parents just found out about my fourteen year old brother smoking weed because they found this on his window ledge. So in the middle of a huge lecture my dad decides to open the Baggie and smell it to see how strong it is. He immediately starts crying with laughter. THIS NIGGA HAS BEEN BUYING AND SMOKING FUCKING OREGANO. FUCKIN ITALIAN HERBS. SON. I CAN’T. I CANNOT. I CAN’T DO THIS.

This isn’t funny. That’s the gateway drug to a full blown marinara addiction. It’s good this was caught before this kid started hanging out at Olive Garden and sucking on every breadstick he can find to score another hit.

IT GOT BETTER.

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everythingasitshouldbe:

Selected pieces from a text-based work. (2013)

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bustygirlcomics:

Okay, clearly when a post hits 240 notes in a matter of minutes, I need to make it rebloggable. XD

bustygirlcomics:

Okay, clearly when a post hits 240 notes in a matter of minutes, I need to make it rebloggable. XD

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Publicist: What time on Sunday would be preferable for departing?
Me: Later in the day if possible. I have broken up with early mornings. We are taking a break to see if we miss each other. I mean, if we run into each other on the way to BEA it's not a big deal or anything but I don't want early mornings to think I am stalking them.

Should you desire 38 different recordings of Rite of Spring in honor of its centenary, HERE YOU GO.

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