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- straight guys: emma watson is so hot
- gay guys: emma watson is so hot
- lesbians: emma watson is so hot
- not lesbians: emma watson is so hot
- oprah: emma watson is so hot
- jesus: emma watson is so hot
- grass: emma watson is so hot
- emma watson: emma watson is so hot
- rupert grint: emma watson is like a sister
Add in your own language
- English: I love you
- Slovak : Milujem ťa
- Finnish: Rakastan sinua
- Slovenian: Ljubim te
- Danish: Jeg elsker dig
- Portuguese: Amo-te
- Tagalog: Mahal kita
- Punjabi: Panchod chup kar
- Somali: Dhillo iska amus
- Arabic: Ana bahebak
- Moroccan Arabic: Kanbghik
- Polish: Kocham cię
- Albanian: Te dua
- Hebrew: אני אוהב אותך
- Urdu: Meh tum se pyar kartee hoonh
- Greek: Σε αγαπώ
- Irish: Táim i' ngrá leat
- Spanish: Te amo. / Te quiero.
- French: Je t'aime
- Marathi: Maaze Tujhyaawar Prem Aahe.
- Sherlock: That, ah--thing that you did. That you, um, you offered to do. That was, uh, good.
although i would have loved to live during the 60’s and the 70’s i’m so glad that i wasn’t alive when john died because i would literally have wanted to kill myself
"History doesn’t repeat itself, but it does rhyme."
- Mark Twain (via aquaticwonder)
"After freezing all night, we sat sweating all morning, watching the pool with unblinking eyes, waiting for John, Paul, George or Ringo to take a dip. What we finally saw was a roadie, Neil Apsinall, swim back and forth a few times, and a couple of windows open and close. The roadie must of seen us peering in at him, because a few minutes later we were hauled off by unamused boys in blue, shoved unpolitely never to return. On the way down the hill, a limousine passed by, and I saw John Lennon for an instant. He was wearing his John Lennon cap and he looked right at me. If I close my eyes this minute, I can still see the look he had on his face; it was full of sorrow and contempt. The other girls were pooling tears in their eyes and didn’t notice, but that look on John Lennon’s face stopped my heart and I never said a word.
The Beatles left town, and I didn’t meet them. It was a dastardly pill to swallow, but life went on. The look on John’s face made me grow up a little."
- -Pamela Des Barres reminiscing of being a young Beatlemaniac with friends, making their way to Bel Air, and camping near the home The Beatles were staying in during their American Tour. Sleeping on the ground all night and morning just to get a glimpse of “The Love of their lives” (“Confessions of a Groupie: I’m with the Band”) (via beatlesneveroutofstyle)
imagine being on extreme makeover home edition and you telling ty pennington about how much you liked your favorite band
imagine your room
just
imagine
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