May 2013
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It is currently overcast and they are calling for rain.
I hope it’s raining when I wake up. I’d like to curl up with a cup of tea and read Ulysses.
But we’ve got guests coming over later so I probably won’t get a chance to read. Sigh.
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snarkysturgeon:
how did people even function before allergy medication
I wonder the same thing about electric fans and Midol.
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fatkidinmath:
im sorry if ive ever told you the same story twice its just that i dont have an interesting life and cool things rarely happen to me
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llwlyn:
*tour guide voice* and if you look to your left, you can see the entire Doctor Who fandom collapsing in on itself
*tour guide voice* and if you look to the right, you can see all the Europeans on tumblr going insane over Eurovision
*tour guide voice* and if you would please sign this petition to save tumblr from the evil clutches of...
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combefere:
if you don’t do the massive breath in radioactive then I don’t trust you
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Five facts about reading:
rumputsantoso:
Fact 1: Reading can make you a better conversationalist.
Fact 2: Neighbours will never complain that your book is too loud.
Fact 3: Knowledge by osmosis has not yet been perfected. You’d better read.
Fact 4: Books have stopped bullets - reading might save your life.
Fact 5: Dinosaurs didn’t read. Look what happened to them.
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fellfromfiction:
It’s almost terrifying that Tumblr has ignored the big reveal in Doctor Who in favour of Eurovision. You better have sorted yourselves out by the morning.
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NO
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Digidestined: YAHOO is looking to buy out Tumblr,... →
simplysailormoon:
Yahoo wants a younger audience, they want to buy Tumblr:
Read here more here:
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/05/17/yahoo-tumblr_n_3293349.html
PLEASE SIGN A PETITION TO HELP STOP THIS FROM HAPPENING!
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sardonicheight:
[[seductively does nothing to indicate I’m attracted to you]]
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Laurie Penny’s Saudade
There are more of us than you think, kicking off our...
– Laurie Penny’s Saudade, from Fifty Shades of Feminism (via mollycrabapple)
So good.
(via neil-gaiman)
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jaehyomo:
i wish boobs were like an accessory instead of something permanently attached to you like you could say “wow this dress would look really good with these boobs” and “i feel like wearing boobs today” or “not really digging boobs so i’m not gonna put them on” and “boobs just aren’t my thing”
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allmymetaphors:
whenever i wanna cry i think about Van Gogh he was such a nice and lonely dude all he wanted was for people to love him he ate yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him oh god oh god that’s so sad i can’t breathe
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And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.
– Anna Akhmatova, You Will Hear Thunder, trans. D. M. Thomas (via proustitute)
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saybyebyepond:
I always see posts about people talking about how tampon and pads ads have girls on beaches and things like that.
And yet in Australia we have really ridiculous advertisements for sanitary products that have girls running around doing shit and this guy
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Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be.
– Clementine Paddleford (via givemeajobplease)
okayamelia:
“my real name is…. matt smith.”
the doctor takes off his jacket and bowtie to reveal his real self. he has been a human actor all along. the fourth wall is broken. the fandom is in chaos.
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a-potterhead-whovian:
cosmo-gyral:
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cosmo-gyral:
AU in which the Doctor is a very sick little boy lying in a hospital bed in a coma and his universe is just a dream. Each of his companions represent the kids in the beds next to him and when they die or leave the ward, they die or leave in his head. Regenerations represent times he nearly woke up or nearly died and the TARDIS...
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digivolvin:
when dudes say they’ve been friendzoned i like to imagine rod serling waiting impatiently to escort their entitled manchildren butts into the alternate dimension they’ve created for themselves— a dimension not only of sound, but of mind. a journey into the land of their imaginations.
welcome to The Friend Zone.