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Just realized Woody Harrelson and Michael Rooker were 2 different people

#BREAKINGNEWS: Claudia Sheinbaum makes history and officially becomes the first female president of Mexico. 🇲🇽 #LIVE updates here: abc7.la/3ZIDyRD

Soft dough for my bread🍞

The Sphere has melted but is expected to make a full recovery

As soon as I heard the name Dominic 🤔

@candykizzes24 @Poo_Crave It can used for prevention, at least he’s practicing safe sex! 👏🏽

@Poo_Crave Not me googling Truvada 💀 ☠️

@ravenscimaven Not me more invested in this than studying for my micro final 🫡

KENDRICK DROPPED AGAIN

@Gdog2488 🥹

I love you Finn ♥️

LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK

How your knee works: #biology

Yo cuando me dicen: ¿En serio tienes 30? te ves como de 20

@unlv_president Thank you. There is truly a community within UNLV. Everyone checked in on each other and truly showed what it is to have love for our peers.

Wtf.. Here I am wondering if I should withdraw from the semester because going back to UNLV for finals next seems insane. Especially when my final is scheduled in the BEH building… How does one focus on school after an event like this?

LinkedIn has memorialized the suspected UNLV shooter’s profile page and tagged it as “In remembrance.” I’ve reached out to their team to explain the process and reasoning behind such a move.

There's a place n Morocco where you can find goats perching on Argania trees' branches. Yes, goats on trees [📹 Photo Workshop Adventures] twitter.com/Levandov_2/sta…

«When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me ― it still sometimes happens ― and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again. Carl faced his death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don't ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting. Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous-not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We knew we were beneficiaries of chance. That pure chance could be so generous and so kind. That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and the immensity of time. That we could be together for twenty years. That is something which sustains me and it’s much more meaningful. The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family, while he lived. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. I don't think I'll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful». ― Ann Druyan

Y el alma se me sigue consumiendoooooooooooooooo