The Darkness from Within...

....Flows Outward

lion:

dude hittin the nae nae on the news

lion:

dude hittin the nae nae on the news

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pareidoliah:

My man.

pareidoliah:

My man.

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I’m in love with this gif. Everything about it. The rain drizzling. The candle flickering. The colors. I love it.

god this is so relaxing

-easily-amused-:

Watch Emma’s speech and take action

Emma Watson is muggle Hermione in all the best ways.

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blinkernyc:

Why Don’t Black People Trust The Police?

Tragedies often rocket racial issues to the front stage for national debate, allowing them to be casually picked apart by folks who are not consistently aware of the poor quality of daily police interactions with Black residents. And no wonder those interactions are so poor and White residents are so unaware of them: police officers, and arguably our society at large, are vulnerable to giving White suspects more benefit of the doubt than we give to Black suspects….

See the whole picture

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supamuthafuckinvillain:

Such PASSION

supamuthafuckinvillain:

Such PASSION

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iambunds:

People only wanna fuck with you when they see you have something going for yourself and taking shit to the next level.

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Here’s a picture of cops watching the Mike Brown memorial burn.

waitingonbluepassion:

thebrokenheartedthatstillsing:

maxkirin:

"This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.” - Gary Provost

Reading this was so satisfying woah

This is freaking genius.

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