sherlockspeare:

Fire breathing Sherlock
part of(X)

this is hilarious

onthelosingside:

do you ever think about sherlock having to deal with a lady macbeth style reaction to killing magnussen do you think about him compulsively washing his hands do you think about him breaking into john and mary’s flat in the middle of the night and yanking him out of bed in a frenzy whispering ‘there’s so much blood, john, i can’t get it off, help me’ do you

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linguisticsyall:

lucithor:

WHY WAS I UNAWARE OF THE FACT THAT “DISGRUNTLED” IS, IN FACT, THE OPPOSITE OF “GRUNTLED”

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WHY DOES NOBODY USE THIS WORD

I’m so gruntled to have found this

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Okay, so you’re probably going, “Is this like a Noxzema commercial or what?” But seriously, I actually have a way normal life for a teenage girl.

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the-right-writing:

In real life, pretty much everybody reacts to tragedy differently. So why is it that every author has their pet reaction to tragedy that all their characters use? Not only is it unrealistic, but it takes away the chance for the characters’ different reactions to reveal…

Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.

berrybubbletea:

steampoweredplayer:

lollie-pond:

larryismyhallelujah:

thetasrose:

peachy-blisss:

myswagisnice:

I love my mom.

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I am risking nothing

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I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY

Will not risk.

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sorry followers :(

omg im so glad to se so many people love their mummy

Why’re you being mean to my mum?

goddamn it

Nope. Googled it. 15 minuets. Nope. Not taking any chances

Koop

Nope nope nope

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Disney Ladies + Hair Porn (Part 2) 
Sorry if your favorites are not included. 

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"

Flowers spend their entire lives
growing toward the sun.

I watch the daisies 
guarding my front porch 
stand full-faced & absurd 
all day.

I’ve seen whole flowerbeds 
recklessly misplaced in the shade 
& growing parallel to the ground.

Making themselves ridiculous 
for the sake of surviving.

"

Contend ✮ Amanda Oaks (published in Dressing Room Poetry Journal)

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"Love happens
and all you’re left
with is aftershock
after aftershock
There’s the heartache
the stomach ache
your muscle-so-sore ache
Love finishes
and you divide your body
into two segments:
the one which must continue,
and the one which pauses,
suspends,
struggles to heal.
The stars subside.
The stars will forget you.
Water droplets roll
over knots in your spine
as I kiss secrets
off your lips"

jessica therese, “Love Happens” (via contramonte)

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