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midnight-mindpalace:

shELDON YOU ABSOLUTE SWEETHEART

(Source: thebigbangtheorists, via sophia-singer)

“When women scream you wonder what’s wrong with them. When men yell you get afraid about what they’re going to do.”

—   A girl in my creative writing class said this in response to a story we read about witnessing intimate partner violence and it really fucked with my head because I’ve never, ever, ever, thought of it that way.  (via astronomized)

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“Words can be like X-rays if you use them properly — they’ll go through anything. You read and you’re pierced.”

—   Aldous Huxley (via naturaekos)

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iamwizz:

The year is 2060. iPhone 842 is released. The screen touches you

(via beauxbatonsacademy)

nevver:

Istanbul, Pejac

(via nesouvienspas)

First day of chem labs:

uses gloves and goggles to measure distilled water

Last day of chem labs:

spills silver nitrate all over hand and wipes it on pants

(Source: demoncolbert, via nesouvienspas)

so-dunbar:

He doesn’t even age. He just levels up like a damn Pokemon.

(via theatremusicbookworm)

Anonymous said: Thoughts on Malala winning?

thatsnotwatyourmomsaid:

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conclusion: Malala is amazing and Western civilization has yet again proven to be hypercritical ignorant uncompromising and evil. how very fitting for columbus day.

stopcallingmebitch:

Two weeks later, we spoke again.

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robb-stark:

based on this post [x]

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tastefullyoffensive:

When the bus driver suddenly hits the brakes. [via]

tastefullyoffensive:

When the bus driver suddenly hits the brakes. [via]

(via fasterfuture)

humansofnewyork:

“I think one of the neighbors had beef with my mother. Because one day when my mom went to the store, and left us alone for just a few minutes, child services came and took us away. My sister and I got split up. I got sent to a group home. It was like a prison— everybody there was looking out for themselves. I’d call my mother and cry on the phone but she’d just say she was sorry, and there was nothing she could do, and she was trying. After a few months, my sister and I got moved into a foster home. Our foster mother was this old lady named Ms. Elizabeth. She let our mother come visit us even though she wasn’t supposed to. And she took us to church and prayed with us, and every Sunday she’d cook us a huge dinner and completely deck out the table like it was Thanksgiving. It was like some movie shit. We’d never had anything like that before. Even when we moved back with our mother, we would alway visit Ms. Elizabeth up until the time she passed away.”

humansofnewyork:

“I think one of the neighbors had beef with my mother. Because one day when my mom went to the store, and left us alone for just a few minutes, child services came and took us away. My sister and I got split up. I got sent to a group home. It was like a prison— everybody there was looking out for themselves. I’d call my mother and cry on the phone but she’d just say she was sorry, and there was nothing she could do, and she was trying. After a few months, my sister and I got moved into a foster home. Our foster mother was this old lady named Ms. Elizabeth. She let our mother come visit us even though she wasn’t supposed to. And she took us to church and prayed with us, and every Sunday she’d cook us a huge dinner and completely deck out the table like it was Thanksgiving. It was like some movie shit. We’d never had anything like that before. Even when we moved back with our mother, we would alway visit Ms. Elizabeth up until the time she passed away.”