He broke me down. Tore me apart piece by peace. And as I withered away I strived to pull myself back together. I reached for the pieces. But no glue could make me whole. And the man that stole my heart has soon achieved his goal. Yet I lay here while he is trying. He tries to fix my heart. He tries to fix everything he tore down and pulled apart. And nothing seems to work. Not cement nor glue nor tape. But darling he is trying. That’s good enough for you.
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This about sums up how I feel about the Merida changes.
I wasn’t aware of these changes and now that I am, I am extremely disappointed in Disney.
And props to the woman who did this video.
Well done.
There is a great petition that goes with this video as well. So sign it HERE.
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48 years ago a girl said “oh fuck me” to her best friend while walking in the street, a guy who randomly passed by answered by “let me at least buy you dinner first”. I present to you my grandparents, in love since then and celebrating their 47 years of marriage today.
“A friend took this pic in Arizona USA. The meteorologists don’t have a name for it.
Seems to be high energy to be in a Rainbow and a tornado! ”(source: Council of World Elders)
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Girl Pockets:
can fit a piece of lint. if you're lucky, two pieces of lint.
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Boy's Pockets:
Can fit car keys, a notepad, a calculator, the neighbor's dog, an apartment complex, the entire state of Hawaii, and half of Jupiter.
t-ea:
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