Kickass Kids of the Day: Craving a midweek pick-me-up? Perhaps in the form of a mini-hipster rendition of Robyn’s “Call Your Girlfriend”?
Twelve- and 8-year-old sisters Lennon and Maisy — and their butter containers — have you covered. You’re welcome.
…i really enjoyed this.
(via queerandpresentdanger)
but the chemistry is incredibly simple and very destructive.
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Today my mom wasn’t home, so my eight year old sister asked me to set some words for her so she could write her daily sentences. I knew she did them every day, but I’ve never bothered to read them before.
My sister is a lot of things. She’s extremely smart, fairly quiet, and absolutely hilarious. But today I learned two new things about her:
a) my sister does not have a way with the written word
b) my sister is addicted to crack cocaine
I don’t know what the fuck she’s smoking but I want in on it sweet baby jesus I did not know what to do with myself while I was reading some of these
what is wrong with her
I don’t even understand what some of these mean
(things you should know: I am natalie, and her “silkys” are two little silk & velveteen blankets she’s slept with since she was born.)
I’m crying from laughter omg my favorite is Tell me about your woes omg I think I lost my shit on that one
Patrick Stewart (Captain Jean-Luc Picard, Professor X) asks us about the letter B.
Because I need this on my blog
Best thing.
Perfect
“If ‘beginneth’ be a word” LOL
ilu so much mr stewart sir omg may i please have your autograph
Always reblog Patrick Stewart
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sherlockholmesanddoctorwatson:
Being called ‘Freak’ does get to Sherlock Holmes, though he would rather pretend it didn’t. But in his mind palace there is a box, small, tightly shut. He keeps it closed, because there are feelings in there, and he would rather ignore them, stay an utter sociopath.
Sometimes, there is no choice. He never chooses, but sometimes it’s all too much to cope with, and feelings will overflow. All the hurt, everything from those who call him ‘freak’, call him ‘broken’ or ‘twisted’, and it overwhelms him.
For a man who spends his whole life trying to be the sociopath, trying to be above human, this is disturbing.
So he avoids thinking about it, takes drugs to make his thoughts stop racing or carves patterns into his own flesh.
And he does feel better, for a while. He can get the lid back on the box, stop caring until the cycle starts anew.
The worst part is that no one knows, or is close enough to try and find out the truth. He thinks that no one cares.
He hopes he’s wrong, just this once.This is… wow…
bb…
After recent events, this seemed an appropriate follow-up to one of my previous gifsets, also included above.
Congratulations, Andrew Scott!
Andrew Scott during Moffat’s BAFTA acceptance speech.
So happy, so bright.
Reblogging because fewer and fewer people have seen phone booths. So, if we do this right, we may be able to convince historians that phone booths were actually bathtub storage units!!
Screw you and your thesis, future doctoral candidate!
Ag
hahahahahaha dead
this is the twenty-first century and the fact that there are over 7.2 billion people in the world and not one of them is taking one for the team by dating me is sort of unacceptable
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