If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
always reblog tumblr identification
“My cousin Helen, who is in her 90s now, was in the Warsaw ghetto during World War II. She and a bunch of the girls in the ghetto had to do sewing each day. And if you were found with a book, it was an automatic death penalty. She had gotten hold of a copy of ‘Gone With the Wind’, and she would take three or four hours out of her sleeping time each night to read. And then, during the hour or so when they were sewing the next day, she would tell them all the story. These girls were risking certain death for a story. And when she told me that story herself, it actually made what I do feel more important. Because giving people stories is not a luxury. It’s actually one of the things that you live and die for.”― Neil Gaiman (via jaynestown)
Reblog if I can straight up ask you for a RP.
just out of curiosity, reblog this if your family has ever made you feel bad about:
- your weight
- your interests
- your friends
- your taste in music
Send my muse a “♛” to see their reaction to your muse becoming King/Queen.
THANK YOU. I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS FOR ABOUT 5 YEARS
What am I going to do now?
You can die happily
Thermochromic table by Jay Watson
imagine banging someone on that table
imagine being home alone and seeing imprints on that table
Imagine having a friend sit at that table for a long while, but when they get up there’s no imprints at all.
What if you got up after trying to console a crying friend, and found that you had no imprints… and they were crying because they missed you?
aaaah it was a cool table now it’s a horror/drama story
damn thats powerful
one of my favorite posts here
this fucking pressure for men to be square shaped really pisses me off sometimes im glad that you all understand
(OMFG that comment)
Reblogged on WordPress.com
The Bailey’s Women’s Prize for Fiction long list has been released.
Potterlock AU: John was wounded as an Auror, not in Afghanistan. He gets away with a bit of magic in the flat, because Sherlock doesn’t pay much attention to domestic things.
Yet again, I am failing to post.
Job hunting, rejections and other stuff have left me not inclined to post anything at the moment. I just want to apologise to people who are following me. I feel dreadful for not posting too much over the last week but with not very much to say, I’ve had little reason to write.
Hopefully posts will pick up soon as I have decided, at the moment, to do Camp…