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Gillian Anderson 2016 - 2018.
I donāt understand how sheās just getting hotter, what alchemy is this, itās not even a perpetual youth thing because she visibly ages and itās fucking smoking
Ravenclaw: 80% of my personality is from characters I like.
Hufflepuff: What's the other 20%?
Ravenclaw: Caffeine.
I laughed way too hard at this
in case anyone is looking through the notes trying to find the original artist itās will mcphail !! feel free to check out his site but also here are some other things he made too !!
OOOHHH CLICK ON THAT LINK THIS GUY IS FUCKING GREAT
HOLY SHIT
this guy GETS IT
RAVENCLAW: āPunctuality is the virtue of the bored.ā āEvelyn Waugh
RAVENCLAW: āThese are times in which a genius would wish to live. It is not in the still calm of life, or in the repose of a pacific station, that great characters are formed. The habits of a vigorous mind are formed in contending with difficulties. Great necessities call out great virtues.ā āAbigail Adams
Just in case you ever foolishly forget; I'm never not thinking of you.
~ Virginia Woolf ~
Yggdrasil: The Tree of Life (map of the nine worlds) In the middle of Asgard, where the gods lives, is Yggdrasil. Yggdrasil is the tree of life. It is an eternal green Ash tree; the branches stretches out over all of the nine worlds, and extend up and above the heavens. Yggdrasil is carried by three enormous roots. The first root from Yggdrasil is in Asgard, the home of the gods. By this root is a well named Urdās well. This is where the gods held daily meetings. The second root from Yggdrasil goes down to Jotunheim, the land of the giants, by this root is Mimirās well. Third root from Yggdrasil goes down to Niflheim, close to the well Hvergelmir. It is here the dragon Nidhug gnawed on one of Yggdrasils roots. Nidhug is also known to suck the blood out of the dead bodies. At the very top of Yggdrasil there lives an eagle. And down by the roots of the tree lives a dragon named Nidhug. The eagle and the dragon are bitter enemies. They truly despise each other. A squirrel named Ratatosk, is spending a lot of time each day, running up and down the tree. Ratatosk does whatever he can, to keep the hatred between the eagle and Nidhug alive. Every time Nidhug says a curse or an insult about the eagle, Ratatosk will run up to the top of the tree, and inform the eagle what Nidhug just said. The eagle is equally rude in his comments about Nidhug. Ratatosk just loves to gossip which is the reason why the eagle and the dragon remains constant foes.
Early morning on the banks of the Waikato River, Taupo, NZ
Itās getting louder, and louder, and louder, and louder, and louder Thereās a danger I canāt hide. Itās who I am, itās who I am, itās who I am, itās who I am Iām in love, Iām in love. Iām in love, Iām in love.
NumbĀ // Linkin ParkĀ 80s Remix
I didnāt know how much I needed this until I heard it.
The original song is how depression felt at first, this version is how it feels now
@l-heure-du-the this is so VIOLENTLY your fucking aesthetic
From ā⦠nothing mattersā¦ā to āNOTHING MATTERS! :Dā
RAVENCLAW: āI like simple things. Books, being alone, or with somebody who understands.ā āDaphne du Maurier
Hold me close donāt ever let me go, more than words is all I ever needed you to show.
And of, āAfghanistan or Iraq?ā
29th January, the Meeting.
There is a fury to Terry Pratchettās writing: itās the fury that was the engine that powered Discworld. Itās also the anger at the headmaster who would decide that six-year-old Terry Pratchett would never be smart enough for the 11-plus; anger at pompous critics, and at those who think serious is the opposite of funny; anger at his early American publishers who could not bring his books out successfully. The anger is always there, an engine that drives. By the time Terry learned he had a rare, early onset form of Alzheimerās, the targets of his fury changed: he was angry with his brain and his genetics and, more than these, furious at a country that would not permit him (or others in a similarly intolerable situation) to choose the manner and the time of their passing. And that anger, it seems to me, is about Terryās underlying sense of what is fair and what is not. It is that sense of fairness that underlies Terryās work and his writing, and itās what drove him from school to journalism to the press office of the SouthWestern Electricity Board to the position of being one of the best-loved and bestselling writers in the world.
Neil Gaiman (x)
āCleanse me, Motherā
āI am clean now Momther, thank you.ā
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