[Exit, pursued by a platypus.]

paulyoptosaurus:

pinkisthenewscarlet:

i-spooky-like-fedex:

skellagirl:

parallelsea:

October

OCTOber

it’s the 8th month

I cracked the code

October is the 10th month though

It was originally the 8th month but then Julius fucking Caesar decided to add in July and August after himself and his nephew Augustus

we should totally just stab caesar

calm down there brutus

(Source: parallelseaarchive, via spongyspice)

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swexan:

libraryshalalala:

50shadesofbellamy:

I’d just like to point out that 50 Shades of Grey was Twilight fanfic and Twilight was inspired by Muse so when you think about it, it’s kinda because of Muse that 50 Shades was written in the first place oh

And Muse came from England which traces its roots back to the Anglo-Saxons and Romans, so really, in the end, Julius Caesar wrote 50 Shades of Grey.

someone should totally just stab caesar

(via laughtime)

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princemotorcycle:

i used to think that saying “i love you” was this sacred thing and that saying it too much to too many people would make it lose meaning but now i think the exact opposite. i love every person i meet and every person i see, they’re all just different kinds of love and they manifest in different ways.

(via theunfinishedwriter)

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thebiochemedian:

The most heartbreaking line in all of science-fiction-musical fandom. 

(Source: whedonversegifs, via collectionseclectic)

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charminglyantiquated:

a little love story about mermaids and tattoos

(via wishing-on-the-same-star)

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Caitlin Moran (via artvevo)

(via morij)

At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare
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Reblog if you count yourself as “a writer.”

martin-j-christopher-freeman:

I’m just curious about how many of us are actually on this site. It doesn’t matter what you write, if you see yourself as a writer please reblog. 

(via saltwatercircuitry)

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