Normal People Living In All Valey When They Hear About Another Karate Fight:

Normal people living in All Valey when they hear about another karate fight:

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2 years ago

my dad, trying to explain the concept of money to me: say you have a sandwich, and i need your sandwich. but i don't have anything to give you. you're not just gonna give it to me.

me: i would just give it to you.

my dad:

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3 years ago

Life of Pi (2012)

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3 years ago

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3 years ago

"a Time So Warm And Pure That I Miss Painfully. Can You Hear Me? If You Do, Answer Me, My '88, The Days

"a time so warm and pure that i miss painfully. Can you hear me? if you do, answer me, my '88, the days of my youth" —Deok Sun, Reply 1988.

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3 years ago

Reply 1988 (2015-2016) dir. Shin Won-ho

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3 years ago

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1 year ago

when hands touch

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3 years ago

August is when I find flowers under the carcass

For July was just nearly a dream,

And like all dreams, it didn't last forever.

But August is a promise,

It's to tell my mind I'm real.

My year has nearly just begun.

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3 years ago

I don’t think you understand how brave it is to let go. You know there will be a tomorrow but you know they won’t be there and you have to hold onto the crumbs of a stupid memory from a school trip. You have to watch people move on and force your legs to move with them . You will lose them and you will surely hate it but there won’t be any other emotion-there will be a void and it will bleed every time they smile in your dreams.

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