artemisfowlstolemysoul

bananagirlworld16:

okay but why don’t more people talk about Night at the Museum like

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poc characters and people being portrayed by poc people

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this movie is so good

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and it has one of the funniest, best, most ridiculous friendships in movie history

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and you have Robin Williams as Teddy Roosevelt I mean

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and if all that didn’t convince you there’s also a t-Rex skeleton that plays fetch with one of its own ribs

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THIS MOVIE

artemisfowlstolemysoul

2014 so far

thesmashbro:

fabuloushetahungary:

toroheicho:

omidtheamnesiacender:

punished-gagsy:

anguisant:

the-internet-addict:

smallvagina:

kawaiiibatman:

smallvagina:

January: Selfie Olympics

February: Flappy Bird

lets see how the rest of the year goes

March: No Oscar for Leonardo DeCaprio

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April: it’s a metaphors, you’re a metaphors, we are a metaphor, if I see another metaphor I’m going to kill someone

May:

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June:

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Wonder how July is gonna be

i will keep reblogging this each month

July:

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August:
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senatoot

When my husband [Carl Sagan] died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me — it still sometimes happens — and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again.

Carl faced his death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don’t ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting. Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous — not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We knew we were beneficiaries of chance… That pure chance could be so generous and so kind… That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and the immensity of time… That we could be together for twenty years. That is something which sustains me and it’s much more meaningful.

The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family, while he lived. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. I don’t think I’ll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful.

Ann Druyan (via whats-out-there)

OMG *cries*

(via thecosmosmadeconscious)

captainironears asked:

149. Put a lot of thought into it, that's not a yes or no question.

149. Do you believe in ghosts? No. I don’t believe that there are spirits that hang around the earth haunting people. The human soul is a concept we have created and is only existant in our minds and therefore, cannot manifest into a visible entity. Hopefully that is thorough enough!