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Rush Hour bloopers.

Jackie Chan, I love you so much.

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how do boys look good without makeup

Because society hasn’t told boys they look bad without it

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Holy shit

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you ever wanna fuck the living shit outta somebody but also cook for them and make sure they’re emotionally stable?

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"When someone hurts you enough, you become afraid that everyone else is going to do the same."
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A hero’s journey

this gif is like 20 seconds but it was like watching an entire movie
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blessed be the booty
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Patrick Roche - “21” (CUPSI 2014)

"I come up with a theory that my father started drinking again because maybe he found out that I’m gay. Like if he could make everything else blurry maybe somehow I’d look straight."

Performing at the 2014 College Unions Poetry Slam Invitational.

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My dad credits this as his favorite photo of me.
When I was younger, I was very socially anxious. I hated crowds, hated attention, hated being up on stage. In preschool there was this little Halloween show that we put on, and man, I did not want to do that shit, let me tell you. All those parents watching me sing some stupid song? Nah, that ain’t me.
But I was forced to, and I was pissed about it. My dad was in the audience, taking pictures and enjoying the show. In that moment, I swear, my tiny four year old was pure rage and resentment. I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.
My dad pointed the camera at me, and I turned, and I looked. I gave him the look that summed up all the anger, all the absolute fury that was brewing inside me. He says that he had never before seen such a perfect depiction of total and complete hatred. In his four year old son.
To this day whenever I get pissed, he calls me “Buzz Lightyear”.

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