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Song of the summer. I will always remember singing in the car with a bunch of silly kids to this one.
“I’m not excited but should I be? Is this the fate that half of the world has planned for me? I know I love you, and you love the sea! But what Holy water contains a little drop, little drop for me?”
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Do your thing and don’t care if they like it.
—Tina Fey, Bossypants (via larmoyante)
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I’m just going to keep sharing it until every one falls in love with this song.
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I love the silent hour of night, for blissful dreams may then arise, revealing to my charmed sight what may not bless my waking eyes.
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Vestmanna Cliffs (by Bev and Steve)
The Vestmanna Cliffs on the west coast of the island of Streymoy are some of the highest bid cliffs in Europe.
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HAH!
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