We never much care about skin, like the Americans. Where we’re from, everyone has the same color, so we must fight over shades. You see, my brother had light hair and beard. Me dark, like you. I was like the black man over there. As against my brother, the white. Everybody thought he must be the good one. Yeah. So I became me. But time passes. Now I’m gray. Yeah, he too, I– I believe, now is gray. So you wouldn’t be able to tell who is light, who is dark. So much for fighting over color. American Gods: The Secret of Spoon

As you can see, my cat wanted to get involved with these photos

repeat the words a thousand times and know each time they’re true

They're hungry, they're tired. And now on day 20, it's time to vote one of their own out of the car. Who will it be?

Pictures of Sunsets through Shattered Mirrors by Bing Wright 

❄️🎶 It’s the most wonderful time of the year 🎶❄️

i like how out of all the possible scenes they could have chosen for the thumbnail of spy kids netflix decided THIS was the one.

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This is the most genius thing i’ve seen in years. Thank you happytoast.co.uk 💯

Degausser // Brand New