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avid:

Tom Hiddleston reading Shakespeare Sonnet 130

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
   And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
   As any she belied with false compare.

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absoluutebliss:

first of all, who allowed me on the internet

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cumpleted:

lol

cumpleted:

lol

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onac911:

Wolverine is invited to da Avengerz Slumber party

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ikilledlordvoldemortonce:

That amazing moment when you realize

you

are

the

grinch

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Jayne: *gives me a funny look* you naked under there?
Me: ...
Jayne: ...
Me: Yes, what of it?
Jayne: ..
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god: hey baby
god: did it hurt
god: when you fell from heaven?
satan: you're a fucking dick
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