what.
welcome to friday.
I stared at this GIF for a good 10 or so minutes, contemplating if I want to reblog this or not. Its too weird for me not to. lol
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what.
welcome to friday.
I stared at this GIF for a good 10 or so minutes, contemplating if I want to reblog this or not. Its too weird for me not to. lol
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I’m willing to go out on a limb here and guess that most stories of kindness do not begin with drug addicted celebrity bad boys.
Mine does.
His name is Robert Downey Jr.
You’ve probably heard of him. You may or may not be a fan, but I am, and I was in the early 90’s when this story takes place.
It was at a garden party for the ACLU of Southern California. My stepmother was the executive director, which is why I was in attendance without having to pay the $150 fee. It’s not that I don’t support the ACLU, it’s that I was barely twenty and had no money to speak of.
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Scarlett Johansson, when asked if we see Black Widow and Hawkeye in a romantic situation.

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Because instantly alienating a huge chunk of your demographic through offensive humour is the best way to sell soda pop. (x)
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Because I still am one. Because it never goes away. Because as a white person, I have absorbed messages for my entire life that I am better than the majority of people on earth, I have absorbed messages telling me that the only lives worth caring about are the ones belonging…