ohabutt:

in  middle school my friend used to give me these huge lemons to eat because they were delicious and one time i was eating one and some idiot told me he’d give me ten bucks to take a huge bite and another kid added five so i got 15 american dollar for doing what i was already doing truly this is  the land of opportunity

karethdreams:

forgetting-the-day:

btprincessgirl:

herrmedic:

lollipocalypse:

sublimesublemon:

These are… actually pretty inspiring.

Cool.

Forever reblog.

“you are never taller than when you stand up for yourself”

thats just awesome

“You’re the result of 4 billion years of evolutionary success; F***ING ACT LIKE IT.”

My fave right there.

“You are never taller than when you stand up for yourself” My all time favorite.

“A solid foundation” That is a good way to think of it.

(Source: macs-guide-to-the-galaxy)

I am upset because I only have 15% charge left on my phone and I left my charger at home and there is 3 hours left in my shift with nothing for me to do cause barely anyone buys booze this late at night on a week day

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tv-on-the-radio:

Ok Go - Here It Goes Again

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skarlettfever:

“Five cute boys, stuck in a van with nothing much to do, decide to reenact The Book of Mormon’s opening number, because why not? Says a commenter on Towleroad: “The line between Mormon missionaries, chorus boys, and gay porn is so thin sometimes…”

inkystars:

keepcalmanddontgetangry:

quazza:

i am reminded that english is a flawed language every time I am forced to use “that that” in a sentence

James, while John had had “had”, had had “had had”; “had had” had had a better effect on the teacher.

 #buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo 

a-cumberbatch-of-cookies:

cloudwatchingangels:

fionapondwilliams:

prends-la-vie-comme-elle-vient:

Asylum Waiting Room of the Big Three.

it’s funny because it looks like the sherlock fandom are sane here

Sherlock bustled about the kitchen, throwing a cupboard door open and pushing aside a box of nicotine patches to retrieve two mismatched mugs. A kettle whistled plaintively in the background, like it had been trying to draw attention to itself for a while now. Setting the mugs aside, Sherlock absently pulled the kettle off the stove, poured tea into the two mugs, and carried them into the living room.
Doctor Who was sprawled over the same chair it had collapsed into last night, when it had appeared at the door muttering inanely about lost regenerations and knackered navigations systems. It made a whining noise as Sherlock tucked the shock blanket it had thrown off in the night back around its shoulders.
Supernatural was in similar straits, curled up on the floor with a throw pillow and a tattered trench coat around its shoulders and alternating between sobbing and muttering about domesticity potential.
A thudding on the stairs indicated the ruckus had finally awoke Merlin, who poked its head into the room, hair sticking up at all angels as it tied its scarf around its neck. Blinking blearily at the mess, it seemed to realize what had occurred when it picked up a discarded bow-tie from the floor, holding it between forefinger and thumb, “Is it that time already?”
“It was bad this year,” Sherlock whispered, trying not to exacerbate the already fragile fandoms under its care.
“I remember what that was like,” Merlin muttered, running a hand through its hair and pulling a cape off the nearby coat rack, “I’ll go to the store. We’re out of milk again. May as well pick up some fish fingers, custard, and salt.”
Supernatural gurgled something quietly.
“No, I won’t forget the pie.”

I SWEAR TO GOD TUMBLR NEVER FUCKING CHANGE

a-cumberbatch-of-cookies:

cloudwatchingangels:

fionapondwilliams:

prends-la-vie-comme-elle-vient:

Asylum Waiting Room of the Big Three.

it’s funny because it looks like the sherlock fandom are sane here

Sherlock bustled about the kitchen, throwing a cupboard door open and pushing aside a box of nicotine patches to retrieve two mismatched mugs. A kettle whistled plaintively in the background, like it had been trying to draw attention to itself for a while now. Setting the mugs aside, Sherlock absently pulled the kettle off the stove, poured tea into the two mugs, and carried them into the living room.

Doctor Who was sprawled over the same chair it had collapsed into last night, when it had appeared at the door muttering inanely about lost regenerations and knackered navigations systems. It made a whining noise as Sherlock tucked the shock blanket it had thrown off in the night back around its shoulders.

Supernatural was in similar straits, curled up on the floor with a throw pillow and a tattered trench coat around its shoulders and alternating between sobbing and muttering about domesticity potential.

A thudding on the stairs indicated the ruckus had finally awoke Merlin, who poked its head into the room, hair sticking up at all angels as it tied its scarf around its neck. Blinking blearily at the mess, it seemed to realize what had occurred when it picked up a discarded bow-tie from the floor, holding it between forefinger and thumb, “Is it that time already?”

“It was bad this year,” Sherlock whispered, trying not to exacerbate the already fragile fandoms under its care.

“I remember what that was like,” Merlin muttered, running a hand through its hair and pulling a cape off the nearby coat rack, “I’ll go to the store. We’re out of milk again. May as well pick up some fish fingers, custard, and salt.”

Supernatural gurgled something quietly.

“No, I won’t forget the pie.”

I SWEAR TO GOD TUMBLR NEVER FUCKING CHANGE

It’s really hard, since I like to write on the computer, I don’t like to write longhand. You have your internet browser right there ready to go, so you can go on Facebook or Twitter any minute. It’s very distracting. And I have raging ADD, so I really don’t know how I accomplish it most of the time. That’s why I feel so proud of myself every time I get a chapter done, because it really is a struggle.

Chris Colfer (via snapevssnape)

(Source: elizasmythe)

I am reading the land of stories for the first time. Lets see how much I can read in the five hours I have left in my shift.

darrenpillowscriss:

aesawinterfell:

yodropthechampagne:

i wrote a poem

whoa

I almost scrolled past this but it’s actually really fucking deep…

darrenpillowscriss:

aesawinterfell:

yodropthechampagne:

i wrote a poem

whoa

I almost scrolled past this but it’s actually really fucking deep…

(Source: youknownothingjonsnohohoh)

mandycreates:

kethera:

coconutcoconutcoconut:

youneedmeoryourenothing:

#actors who are actually their character

the greatest casting ever.

Even better when you think about how Dan got a place for himself in NY to continue his career, Emma went to a school in USA, and Rupert bought a fucking ice cream truck.

Follow your dreams Rupert

I didn’t know this. So I looked it up and - HE ACTUALLY DID.image

‘I keep my van well stocked. It’s got a proper machine that dispenses Mr Whippy ice cream and I buy my lollies wholesale – 50 for a tenner – so I never run short.

I’m not allowed to sell my merchandise. I’d need a licence for that. ‘I tend to avoid July and August, but the rest of the year I’ll drive around the local villages and if I see some kids looking like they’re in need of ice creams, I’ll pull over and dish them out for free. They’ll say, “Ain’t you Ron Weasley?” And I’ll say, “It’s strange, I get asked that a lot.”

It makes it even better that he just GIVES the icecream away. [Source]

(Source: mygeekself)

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hiddlesbatchlove:

lokis-taking-gallifrey:

cantgeddynuffofdatass:

wouldulikeajellybaby:

 

THIS MADE ME START HYPERVENTILATING which is really ironic

that was fucking terrifying

your tension has been exterminated

EXTERMINATED

(Source: deduce-you-fools)

yell4340:

light-houseinthedark:

wholet:

valiantchild:

CLARA HAS BEEN IN THE DOCTOR’S LIFE LONGER THAN THE TARDIS

THAT’S WHY SEXY DIDN’T TRUST HER

SHE REMEMBERED CLARA EVEN THOUGH THE DOCTOR DIDN’T

SHE KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG

SHE WAS PROTECTING HIM

wait theres a character in doctor who called sexy

This is why we don’t talk about it in public

I liked the fact that, even though the fun he puts on is so suave and debonair, underneath there’s somebody who is also-has a hard time-has always really relied on himself and doesn’t really trust a lot of people.” - Matt Bomer

(Source: moonchild30)

quinnfabrai:

Glee AU meme: superheroes