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akiglancy:

gayest sport on earth

somebody’s obviously never heard of turkish oil wrestling

WHAT

OH MY GOD I AM CRYING

you have not LIVED until you’ve seen live Turkish oil wrestling.

why is he putting his hand in his pants

That’s how you win. By securing a grip on the “kisbet” (the special type of pants the wrestlers wear) and then pinning the opponent is how victory is achieved. The loser will then kiss the victor’s hand as a sign of respect and admiration. 

that sport was so made up as an explanation for two guys getting caught going at it

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guys

they oil each other up 

im crying here 

Who said no one on tumblr cared about sports.

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lady-matryoshka:

30 Days of Songs — Day 19: A song you’re currently obsessed with.

Modest Mouse | The World at Large

“I like songs about drifters—books about the same. They both seem to make me feel a little less insane. Walked on off to another spot. I still haven’t gotten anywhere I want.”

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oxyhaemoglobin: Nothing beats this kind of intimacy, when it’s about 3am and it feels like you’re the only two people in the world. There are no words or intentions, you’re just happy lying next to each other knowing that you never want to do this with anyone else. Just to consider that you’re each, essentially, a bag of bones and organs and muscles, and yet you’re both so much more than that because you’ve found each other and suddenly everything makes so much sense.
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oxyhaemoglobin:

Nothing beats this kind of intimacy, when it’s about 3am and it feels like you’re the only two people in the world. There are no words or intentions, you’re just happy lying next to each other knowing that you never want to do this with anyone else. Just to consider that you’re each, essentially, a bag of bones and organs and muscles, and yet you’re both so much more than that because you’ve found each other and suddenly everything makes so much sense.

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She rolled in from the west in a summer sun dress
Hotter than the heat in July
With her wind blown hair it just wasn’t fair
The way she was blowin’ my mind
Have you ever noticed every hurricane
Gets its name from a girl like this?
She’s a cat 5 kind keeps you up at night
Hangin’ on to the edge of a kiss