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Me watching Logan

Me seeing Laura: look at that smol child.

Laura: *decapitates a guy*

Me: What an adorable little girl.

Laura: *murders a group of mercenaries*

Me: Such a beautiful angel.

Laura: *viciously tears into a guy's chest*

Me: My precious cinnamon roll

itsagifnotagif

I actually have so much love for dogs

penleydesigns

oh man, another one gone too soon.

“An old man was standing before them, his wide, pale eyes shining like moons through the gloom of the shop.”

rest easy mr. hurt

pigmenting

sometimes i forget how many times i’ve picked myself off the floor, how many times i’ve washed away smudgy makeup and put myself to bed. how many times i’ve said no to something unhealthy. said yes to something good. how many times i’ve treated myself with kindness and patience. i forget how many times i’ve tended to wounds and made peace with my own anger. if i was taking care of a body that was not my own, i’d believe i was doing everything i could. so here’s to remembering that i’m doing the best i can.

laneybug-a-boo

It’s technically true.

lunapics

My history teacher would give you a half point or quarter point for an answer that was not wrong. This is not wrong.

libraryoftheancients

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pennypersnikety

Seriously, how cool are these prints from shag.com?

politicalprof

The past, he reflected, had not merely been altered, it had been actually destroyed. For how could you establish even the most obvious fact when there existed no record outside your own memory?

George Orwell, via Winston Smith, 1984 (via wilwheaton)