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One day Rome shall fade and crumble. Yet you shall always be remembered in the hearts of all who yearn for freedom.
Wouldn’t it be awesome if bad guys used Tony as a power source?
I wouldn’t mind reading fic about this sort of thing.
Distracted by the view…
^ Talking to your actors and being ignored mid-sentence because, well, your actors ARE their characters.
IM NOT CRYING I JUST HAVE PETER PAN IN MY EYE
I’m utterly,convinced that he is the most amazing person on this planet. When I go to Disney, he’s first on my list to meet, even before Snow White.
The Avengers | Rise of the Guardians parallels
Favourite Video Games: Pokemon Puzzle League (2000, Nintendo64)
I LOVED THIS GAME SO MUCH OH MY GOD
THIS GAME IS SO DAMN FUNNY!!! (although Misty’s ponytail looks awkward wrong in that sixth screenshot…)
She waited 9 months for her moment
Okay, I don’t like her, but she deserves four for this one. Four for you, Taylor. Four for you.
Anon perfecting shopping off her top.
Sir Ian might be the greatest person to ever live
TODAY MY CHEMISTRY TEACHER BURNED A DOLLAR IN FRONT OF US BUT HE FORGOT TO TELL US THAT THE DOLLAR WOULDNT BURN ONLY THE ALCOHOL WOULD SO HE TOOK OUT A 100 DOLLAR BILL AND SOAKED IT IN ALCOHOL AND WERE LIKE “WHAT ARE YOU DOING” AND HE CAUGHT IT ON FIRE AND WE ALL YELLED AT HIM BUT THEN IT WENT OUT AND THE BILL WAS FINE AND WE WERE SILENT FOR 20 MINUTES
How to get your class to shut up for the entire period: science teacher edition
|me half the time:||omg i'm so weird and annoying how would anyone want to date me|
|me half the time:||wtf i'm so fantastic and hilarious why are people not queuing up to date me|
If I had to use the word belonging,
I’d rather say belonging with than belonging to,
it makes love sound so much more like a home, don’t you think?
it makes this sound like something shared, or that if
we get caught outside beneath heavy clouds
at least we will get drenched together.
so when I say, whispering into your neck,
I knew all along you were mine, I’m saying
I still don’t know.
I’m saying my doubt comes in shudders and in terrifying storms
but then I perceive the curve of your mouth and the lines of your hands
intersecting with mine, and I think
I still don’t know anything.
I’m saying all I know is that the hammer in my heart when my eyes
meet yours is an unfathomable but unmistakable journey into a knowledge
that as much as you have gifted yourself as mine
how is it possible to love fictional characters this much and also have people always been this way?
like, did queen elizabeth lie in bed late sometimes thinking ‘VERILY I CANNOT EVEN FOR MERCUTIO HATH…