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oh god what did i do

IT SUMMONS MAIL EVERYONE TRY IT

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Enjoy the rain 😭❤️

I just bought my SPA GP tickets 🥰 Not going on race day anymore, but going on Friday Practice Day! It was waaaay cheaper and will probably be less crowdy too 🙈 lets goooo

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Christian Horner is completely and perfectly and incandescently in love with Toto Wolff. Prove me wrong.

#f1 #toto wolff #christian horner #he has daddy issues

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y'all gotta see this

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THE OTHER HAAS DRIVER

Mick: Could you not Mazepin this into a worse situation?

the other Haas driver: Did you just use my name as a verb?

Mick: Yeah. We do it a lot when you're not around.

#i simply cannot #howling

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Quotes of the day #37

-“you sounded like a French motorbike”

-“OoOoO big batty Blake”

-“why’s that up your sleeve?” “Because it was up my arse and it started hurting”

-“Meow. Cunt. Pusssayyy”

-“Is that the one with the mad shagging in it?” “No it’s the one where he’s paralysed an-” *wHEEZE*

#funny quotes #quoteoftheday #quoteoftheweek #quotes #i have issues #send help

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This is love

the biggest lie i ever told & how my husband came to protect it

for years i have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i hate the smell of peanut butter and it makes me gag and makes my throat feel gross after eating it and so i don’t really like peanut butter that much but whenever i used to tell people i don’t like peanut butter they’d get all defensive like “peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?!” and then i’d have to go into this whole thing to defend my taste buds.

but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i’m just allergic to peanuts because that way it’s not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter - it’s now like i’m a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever in her life and everyone feels sad for me.

but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat peanut m&ms when i’m at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is my husband. and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviously couldn’t eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret. 

and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his pockets and he whispered, “i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you because i could see the pain in your eyes.”

and if that isn’t love then i don’t know what is. 

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OH MY GOD😭😭😭😭😭😭

Clark,

A few weeks will have passed by the time you read this (even given your newfound organizational skills, I doubt you will have made it to Paris before early September). I hope the coffee is good and strong and the croissants fresh and that the weather is still sunny enough to sit outside on one of those metallic chairs that never sit quite level on the pavement. It’s not bad, the Marquis. The steak is also good, if you fancy coming back for lunch. And if you look down the road to your left you will hopefully see L’Artisan Parfumeur where, after you read this, you should go and try the scent called something like Papillons Extrême (can’t quite remember). I always did think it would smell great on you.

Okay, instructions over. There are a few things I wanted to say and would have told you in person, but a) you would have got all emotional and b) you wouldn’t have let me sayall this out loud. You always did talk too much.

So here it is: the cheque you got in the initial envelope from Michael Lawler was not the full amount, but just a small gift, to help you through your first weeks of unemployment, and to get you to Paris.

When you get back to England, take this letter to Michael in his London office and he will give you the relevant documents so you can access an account he has set up for me in your name. This account contains enough for you to buy somewhere nice to live and to pay for your degree course and your living expenses while you are in full-time education.

My parents will have been told all about it. I hope that this, and Michael Lawler’s legal work, will ensure there is as little fuss as possible.

Clark, I can practically hear you starting to hyperventilate from here. Don’t start panicking, or trying to give it away – it’s not enough for you to sit on your arse for the rest of your life. But it should buy you your freedom, both from that claustrophobic little town we both call home, and from the kind of choices you have so far felt you had to make.

I’m not giving the money to you because I want you to feel wistful, or indebted to me, or to feel that it’s some kind of bloody memorial. I’m giving you this because there is not much that makes me happy any more, but you do.

I am conscious that knowing me has caused you pain, and grief, and I hope that one day when you are less angry with me and less upset you will see not just that I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn’t met me.

You’re going to feel uncomfortable in your new world for a bit. It always does feel strange to be knocked out of your comfort zone. But I hope you feel a bit exhilarated too. Your face when you came back from diving that time told me everything; there is a hunger in you, Clark. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do.

I’m not really telling you to jump off tall buildings, or swim with whales or anything (although I would secretly love to think you were), but to live boldly. Push yourself. Don’t settle. Wear those stripy legs with pride. And if you insist on settling down with some ridiculous bloke, make sure some of this is squirrelled away somewhere. Knowing you still have possibilities is a luxury. Knowing I might have given them to you has alleviated something for me.

So this is it. You are scored on my heart, Clark. You were from the first day you walked in, with your ridiculous clothes and your bad jokes and your complete inability to ever hide a single thing you felt. You changed my life so much more than this money will ever change yours.

Don’t think of me too often. I don’t want to think of you getting all maudlin.

Just live well.

Just live.

Love,

Will

-Jojo Moyes, Me Before You (the last letter that Will had written to Clark)

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I cannot believe I only reblogged this 20 days ago🥲

#goodbye #betty white #we will miss you

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he’s an irredeemable villain to you. he’s my special little princess though

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No because there’s absolutely no way that I’ve just watched Me before you for the first time and sobbed basically for the entire film? Like I knew what was going to happen and I cried anyway??

#its gr8 #I have issues #me before you #me being stupid #Lou has my heart

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I wish Spotify would let me see who liked my playlists. I want to see who I share this oddly specific taste of music with please and thank you xoxo

#spotify #playlist #spotify playlist #who tf wants a playlist with kpop and the Witcher soundtrack in it?? #my top genres are kpop celtic and dance pop #literally wtf

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I’ve just found out that there’s virtually no William Davenport content on Tumblr?? Disgraceful. This man is 🤌🤌 and you’re all missing out😮‍💨.

#William Davenport #grantchester #poor baby #i love him so much #why would u do this #anyway #William Davenport Grantchester