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Sleeping Beauty (1959)
One gift, beauty rare. Gold of sunshine in her hair. Lips that shame the red, red rose. She’ll walk with springtime wherever she goes. One gift, the gift of song. Melody her whole life long. The nightingale’s her troubadour. Bringing his sweet serenade to her door.
Dads and Tumblr
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Reminder: You are under no obligation to look pretty.
Not when you are laying around the house, not when you go to the grocery store, not when you sit in a classroom, not when you go to the gym. You are never obligated to get dressed up just so you are pretty for others.
Pretty is not the rent you pay to exist in the world as a woman.
That last line. Wow.
—¿Donde vas tan maquillada hija? —A una fiesta —¿Eres el payaso? —MAMÁAA! —Jajajaja hazme reir o no vas
so i saw this photo of a harpy eagleand i thought “woah what a noble beast” so i searched for more photos and i just
even the babiesi mean
this goes with almost all predator birds
like look at this bearded vulture
such a majestic creature
but then it’s like
or this scretary bird like woah so beautiful
even good old bald eagle
like wow so regal
it just looks confused
LIFE LESSON: DON’T LOOK AT MAJESTIC BIRDS STRAIGHT ON.