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Happy Birthday to our lovely angel! Make sure to look up to the moon tonight and wish him good wishes!

💙 Happy Birthday Jonghyun 💙

say his name. no justice, no peace.

Chadwick knew he had a limited amount of time left on this earth so he lived every single day to the fullest. He made five fantastic movies, brought a king to life on our screens, marched in the streets for the rights of so many people, and married the woman he loved. 

Don’t just remember Chadwick for the movies he made. Remember him for the incredible man that he was. Because he lived. He lived. 

I would cry if this happened!If you don't watch Agents of SHIELD,you probably should😉

Season 6

So I 100% think that season 6 should start with Daisy driving down the highway in Lola with a voice over of coulson as he reads the letter that he left for her

If there are two types of character I love, it's a Wizard With a Sword and a Brennen Lee Mulligan Mom, which is why you'll never hear me speak a word against The Wizard Steel

I like little weirdos in my media I like little freaky guys that scuttle up the walls at any hint of affection I like someone that's essentially a wet cat in human form I like-

Dear parents...

I am not you. We are not the same people. We don’t look at the world the same way. We choose different words. We take different steps. I can not and do not want to be you. You’re beautiful as individuals, as people, and God knows I love you to death, but I am beautiful too. And that beauty is not defined by the things we do similarly. It is defined by our differences. My beauty and it’s definition lies in myself, and it can not be framed by your norms. My beauty is mine. The words I choose are only mine. Some I share with the world, some I don’t. But the ones I do are mine to pick, and it’s not your job to pick me apart for choosing them. After all, they are doing no harm. Though they sometimes may be uncomfortable for you, they are still words worth saying. They are still an expression of the very person I am. And shouldn’t you get excited at the very thought of me wanting to express who I am? Aren’t you the ones who molded me? Shouldn’t you be happy that I’m growing and spreading outside your lines? Learning more about who it is that I am to myself and to the world? Shouldn’t you be jumping for joy every time you hear me sing my songs and not analyze and pick apart the words that make them? Shouldn’t you feel at ease for giving me roots like you did?

And shouldn’t you let me spread my branches?

Me and you are not „a we“. You say „this isn’t exactly our style“ but our style doesn’t exist. There’s mine and yours. There’s me and you. There’s loving each other for what isn’t the same in us as well as what is. You can’t fix me. I needn’t be fixed. I need to be loved. The only thing any of us essentially need is to be loved. Not for what we can agree on, but for what we can disagree on.

Just so we’re all clear, it is okay to miss people you no longer want in your life.

Wonwoo, without looking up from his book: So wait, you’re telling me everyone thinks I’m either a prositute or a murderer?

Jeonghan: or both.

Wonwoo, calmly turning the page: well it looks like my business isn’t that hush hush. 

Jeonghan: I’m sorry what?????

Wonwoo, calmly: oh I trick men into paying me to sleep with them and then kill them, I thought you knew that?