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You grow up readin’ about pirates and cowboys and spacemen and stuff, and jus’ when you think the world’s all full of amazin’ things, they tell you it’s really all dead whales and chopped-down forests and nucular waste hangin’ about for millions of years. ‘Snot worth growin’ up for, if you ask my opinion.
Good Omens (Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman)

paintchipsfromthewall:

rikkipoynter:

darning-socks:

You’re allowed to be sad, but please don’t think that nobody loves you.

Okay, where do I get one of these friends?

yes

moonfalora:

rexuality:

a person complaining about puns basically invites every pun enthusiast in the vicinity to come snapping rhythmically from the shadows 

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  • Friend:

    So how do you think you've changed since high school?

  • Me:

    Well I became aware of oppressive power structures and how we are complicit in them and now seek to dismantle them.

  • Friend:

    ...

  • Me:

    I also think I got hotter.

blackdenimjeans:

I haven’t posted a selfie in a while but I still am very cute just to keep you updated

blessedwithgloriousbutt:

maycontainfeminists:


One of the best examples of artistic integrity on a corporate scale.

wow. 

No matter how many times I see this, I never fail to be impressed by that last sentence.

blessedwithgloriousbutt:

maycontainfeminists:

One of the best examples of artistic integrity on a corporate scale.

wow. 

No matter how many times I see this, I never fail to be impressed by that last sentence.

crossleft:

pottsjen:

dulosis:

streeter:

#History


#but every song’s like #wood teeth stamp act movin’ to virginia #blood stains shotguns tea in boston harbor


#we don’t care #we’re forming government in our dreams

reblogging solely for the comments hahahah

crossleft:

pottsjen:

dulosis:

streeter:

#History

#we don’t care #we’re forming government in our dreams

reblogging solely for the comments hahahah

I love you

I love you. It really is that simple. I don’t want to kiss you, marry you, or have sex with you, but I love you.

You see, friendship is love too.

And really and truly I do love you. I will love you until the day you stop being there when I need you. Until the day you stop needing me too. Until the day where you stop hugging me so tightly it feels like your fitting the broken pieces of my soul together.

I love you with so much of my heart that sometimes I don’t have enough love to give myself, but you do that for me anyway. You don’t have to but you do, you always have and something tells me that you always will. Just as I will always do the same to you because,

I love you. Love does not mean romance, not here. Here it means honesty, and hugs, and watching super hero movies in our pyjamas and talking about the people we want to kiss with wide grins and joyous laughter.

I love you because you make my day brighter. Your smile, your laughter, your jokes they all make my mornings bearable and my afternoons wonderful. They help me survive through the night. Even your anger and tears make me love you more because we are only human and its okay to feel things. You remind that it’s okay to feel things. I may still be learning that, but you sure are a determined teacher.

I love you. The simplicity of the phrase the simplicity of our love is what makes it so special, so dear to my heart because although I am not in love with you,

I love you. It really is that simple.

Darrie

Just a little something on the importance of platonic love

(via thelittlejayebird)

doubleohmogar:

franerys:

katiebpeters:

chloereneeeee:

How many altos does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
None, they can’t get that high.

How many sopranos does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

One, she holds it up and waits for the world to revolve around her.

How many singers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Two. An alto to actually do it and a soprano to stand by and ask “isn’t that a little high for you?”

u wanna fucking go