“That Paris exists and anyone could choose to live anywhere else in the world will always be a mystery to me.”
(via ladylokid)
Russell Brand Destroys MSNBC Talk Show Host for Treating Him Like Shit
“Casual objectification” is an excellent term for not only what these people were doing to him, but for pretty much the entire institution of “celebrity.”
Also, Russell Brand is very funny. These people have no idea how to handle intelligent discourse blended with humor. They are speaking very different cultural languages. It’s a fascinating thing to watch.
i wonder if there’s an actual heaven and if there’s an actual angel called Castiel up there who’s just like “FOR FUCKS SAKE CAN THESE TEENAGERS STOP CALLING ME”
“whY DID I GET A SUDDEN INCREASE IN PRAYERS IN 2009”
“wHO the hell is Destiel?”
(via deanwuvshugsandpie)
I mixed the last page of the epilogue (read by the amazing Stephen Fry) with Leaving Hogwarts, changed the levels and unfortunately to make it fit, cut some bits out. But yes. This is what it sounds like.
reblogging again because of reasons.
(Source: littletalksandlionhearts, via bomersbutt)
I think the real question is why should a girl shave, preen and diet herself into oblivion for a guy in sweatpants and a t shirt who hasn’t trimmed his pubes in 3 years
Please stop reblogging this I’m scared a social justice warrior is gonna find it and realise I’m a boy
(via hallucifer)
Marvel Meme > One Avenger: Hawkeye {aka. Clint Barton}
“I can’t miss. I’m on a team with super-humans. And one god, in case you’ve forgotten. I gave up a lot for this life. I could have been happy with Mockingbir— Bobbi. We could have had a good, simple life. But I wanted to play with the big boys. And if I miss, it means I’m just another dude with a bow. It means I’ve been fooling myself this whole time. And that’s why I never miss.” [from Avenging Spider-Man V1 #4]
(via castieldowney)
“Words are tears that have been written down. Tears are words that need to be shed. Without them, joy loses all its brilliance and sadness has no end.”
— Paulo Coelho, Aleph
(via the-anatomy-of-poe)