doctorwho:

okayamelia:

“my real name is…. matt smith.”

the doctor takes off his jacket and bowtie to reveal his real self. he has been a human actor all along. the fourth wall is broken. the fandom is in chaos.

the-adequate-gatsby:

the-adequate-gatsby:

the-adequate-gatsby:

My sister keeps asking me if I want to go see The Great Cosby with her and I don’t have it in my heart to correct her.

oh my fucking god Charlotte

loveyourchaos:

me, always me.

myviewfromsomewhere:

(via . | ~S h a b b y~)

canadian-coldfront:

ahh veiny forearms 

I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.

I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.

It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.

I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.

But when I see a mother with her child;

A girl with her lover;

Or a friend laughing with their best friend;

I realize that even though I like being alone

I don’t fancy being lonely.

chiefblackhawk:

No one even fucking looks up.

thepensivebrony:

“You shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you.”

Finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. But only them. Only they have earned it. No sadness for anyone else, at all, ever.

theparisreview:

In a note to Fitzgerald, Hemingway shows he was better at being aggressive than passive-aggressive.

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diaryofajohnlockian:

wickedwitchoftheeastcollins:

I HAEV BEEN LAUHGIN GFOR ABUOT THRITY MINTUES SOMEON EHALP