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m-e-t-t-e:

Behind-the-scenes: Mary Poppins

I swear to every heaven ever imagined,
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare
from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where
he could have a damn Gmail account.
The day after I taught my mother
how to send pictures over Iphone she texted
me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives,
as we record the years first sunrise so
we can remember what beginning feels like when
we are inches away from the trigger.
Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while you eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did.
Hashtag you’re a pretentious asshole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day.
Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers
nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account,
and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people
we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes.
This life is spilling over with 85 year olds
rewatching JFK’s assassination and
7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos.
Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like.
No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like
or how grasshoppers procreate.
I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone
and you will continue to scoff and that is okay.
But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed
you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages.

impalassible-nottolove:

So my friend works in the sound booth at his church and during the sermon, the preacher started bashing on gay people, so my friend muted him. Literally muted his preachers microphone I

ohgodbenny:

theartofdeductingtherude:

SHERLOCK NOW HAS MORE EMMYS THAN EPISODES THIS IS AMAZING SO MANY EMMYS EMMYS EVERYWHERE

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i dont even know anymore

jolylesgle:

Can we please talk about the fact that the single greatest thing in this scene:

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Is the guy in the back?

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queenelxa:

spacebisexuals:

eyes-like-hers:

deepr:

cattart:

hazelbuttz:

hazelbuttz:

Shout out to Carlos Benavides, the coffee guy for the animators of Disney’s Frozen


You go, Carlos.

fan base for carlos

Carlos rocks

die hard Carlos fan right here

Carlos Benavides is a long time caffeinator for Disney! He provided caffeination for
Meet The Robinsons
Tangled
Whinnie the Pooh
Frozen


OMG GUYS. IT’S HIM!!!!!!

queenelxa:

spacebisexuals:

eyes-like-hers:

deepr:

cattart:

hazelbuttz:

hazelbuttz:

Shout out to Carlos Benavides, the coffee guy for the animators of Disney’s Frozen

You go, Carlos.

fan base for carlos

Carlos rocks

die hard Carlos fan right here

Carlos Benavides is a long time caffeinator for Disney! He provided caffeination for

  1. Meet The Robinsons
  2. Tangled
  3. Whinnie the Pooh
  4. Frozen

OMG GUYS. IT’S HIM!!!!!!

moderntimesrocknroll:

oh yes you are