23, genderqueer, Michigan, not terribly interesting.
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Ben Folds Five - Kate
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Donald Glover talking about the comments he received during his campaign to be the next Spider-Man (x)
“I was talking about it with Dan Eckman, who directed my Bonfire video. Can you imagine that trailer? That would be dope. Like it makes sense… a poor black kid in Queens. Like it just fits.”
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The Death and Return of Superman: Elijah Wood as Cyborg Superman (x)
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This website, man… drinkify.org
Gives you a drink based on what music you’re listening to…
I present, “The Ben Folds” and “The Ben Folds Five”.
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Science!
what the fuck is this science bullshit
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For some of their films, Disney would film real actors so that the animators could watch them for reference.
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They hang around, hitting on your friends
or else you never hear from them again.
They call when they’re drunk, or finally get sober,they’re passing through town and want dinner,
they take your hand across the table, kiss you
when you come back from the bathroom.They were your loves, your victims,
your good dogs or bad boys, and they’re over
you now. One writes a book in which a womanwho sounds suspiciously like you
is the first to be sadistically dismembered
by a serial killer. They’re getting marriedand want you to be the first to know,
or they’ve been fired and need a loan,
their new girlfriend hates you,they say they don’t miss you but show up
in your dreams, calling to you from the shoe boxes
where they’re buried in rows in your basement.Some nights you find one floating into bed with you,
propped on an elbow, giving you a look
of fascination, a look that says I can’t believeI’ve found you. It’s the same way
your current boyfriend gazed at you last night,
before he pulled the plug on the tiny white lightsabove the bed, and moved against you in the dark
broken occasionally by the faint restless arcs
of headlights from the freeway’s passing trucks,the big rigs that travel and travel,
hauling their loads between cities, warehouses,
following the familiar routes of their loneliness.
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