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Dirty Dancing (1987)

“I fell through some thin ice and I’m telling ya, water that cold, like right down there, it hits you like a thousand knives stabbing you all over your body. You can’t breathe. You can’t think. At least not about anything but the pain. Which is why I’m not looking’ forward to jumping in there after you. But like I said, I don’t have a choice. I guess I’m kinda hoping you’ll come back over the railing and get me off the hook.”

sunst0ne:

(by posternaks)

amandachole:

Avox “mommy I’m getting too big for my hut, I need a new one.” #hedgehog #avox #timeforbed (Taken with instagram)

adevilborninparadise:

Quinnith Fabhog chilling #hedgehog (Taken with instagram)