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mareluna3001: Gilmore Girls one gif per episode - 4x14 Kate,...

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mareluna3001:

Gilmore Girls one gif per episode - 4x14

Kate, this was us when we had no days off together for like 2 weeks straight….

mareluna3001: Gilmore Girls one gif per episode - 4x17

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mareluna3001:

Gilmore Girls one gif per episode - 4x17

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THIS. ALWAYS THIS.

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THIS. ALWAYS THIS.

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Emma Watson Photoshoots: Harper’s Bazaar (2011)

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Emma Watson Photoshoots: Harper’s Bazaar (2011)

mareluna3001: Gilmore Girls one gif per episode - 4x03

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mareluna3001:

Gilmore Girls one gif per episode - 4x03

audreyhepburnforever: Audrey photographed by Angus McBean.

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audreyhepburnforever:

Audrey photographed by Angus McBean.

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nutella-fandom: ezriela: If it’s Sunday, you must reblog.‘Tis...

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nutella-fandom:

ezriela:

If it’s Sunday, you must reblog.
‘Tis Potterhead law.

Reblogging every Sunday to honor Richard Griffiths

ARE YOU FROM MAINE?!

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I live in Maine, but I’m from New Hampshire.

"The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she..."

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“The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It’s the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows & the beauty of a woman only grows with passing years.”

- Audrey Hepburn (via marisais)

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Sometimes songs talk about our lives....

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“I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, but something about it felt like home somehow and I left my scarf there at your sister’s house and you’ve still got it in your drawer even now. Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze, we’re singing in the car, getting lost Upstate. Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, and I can picture it after all these days……

And I know it’s long gone and that magic’s not here no more and I might be okay but I’m not fine at all. Cause there we are again on that little town street, you almost ran the red ‘cause you were looking over me.
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well.

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red. You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-size bed and your mother’s telling stories about you on the tee ball team, you tell me about your past, thinking your future was me.

And I know it’s long gone and there was nothing else I could do
and I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to…

‘Cause there we are again in the middle of the night we dance around the kitchen in the refrigerator light…Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well. Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much, and maybe this thing was a masterpiece ‘til you tore it all up. Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well.

Hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest…I’m a crumpled up piece of paper lying here ‘Cause I remember it all too well…

Time won’t fly, it’s like I’m paralyzed by it, I’d like to be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it…After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own, now you mail back my things and I walk home alone.

But you keep my old scarf from that very first week ‘Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me…You can’t get rid of it ‘cause you remember it all too well….

‘Cause there we are again, when I loved you so, back before you lost the one real thing you’ve ever known…

It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well

Wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all
Down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well