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I must have taken a wrong turn out of Neverland because I somehow ended up as a teenager. 16 year old ginger adhd musical theatre merlin doctor who little women jane austen sherlock person who is very very energetic! (scared yet?)

[neomonki]

let’s see if this catches on. everyone take 5 minutes to draw what you look like RIGHT NOW. 

[timlarade]

REALLY hate having stubble!

[faitherinhicks]

hawt

[ignatzhaderach]

heh

[1234523524234252342342431-deact]

lookin good

[magnoliapearl]

i’m sick today /:]

[faitherinhicks]

I also like this one

[rosalarian]

I hurt my back so I am wearing my mushroom corset for support.

[bluejeanne]

the thing on my sweatshirt is meant to be a goat

[artemisnihil]

don’t you feel better about your art now? I may not be an artist, but I have MS Paint.

the hair is pretty accurate though tbh

[when-i-grow-up]

[celebsarchive]

[psychesandsexdrives-deactivated]

Let me tell you a fucking thing about costume design. That’s some in depth, difficult shit to learn. And the fact that this goddess can ramble this shit off the cuff means she knows her shit. ELLE WOODS IS A GODAMNED GENIUS AND IT’s NOT A STRETCH TO BELIEVE SHE GOT INTO HARVARD LAW MMMK?

[katecod]

FUCK YEAH ELLE WOODS OR DIE

[alimarko]

this movie is literally about an attractive woman who loves to party having to prove over and over again that she’s also intelligent and hard-working to those who judge her based on her looks (who also empowers and fights for other women, and fosters unlikely friendships instead of engaging in girl hate) and if you don’t think that’s some great feminist shit then I don’t know what your problem is

[lilyskinned]

Let’s not forget that in the end when the guy wants her again, she turns him down because she knows she deserves better.

[silvermoon424]

AND let’s not forget that at the end she is the class-elected speaker at the graduation ceremony, has graduated with high honors, has been invited into one of Boston’s best law firms, and is best friends with the girl who her boyfriend left her for.

[intemperata]

'Potential flatmates should know the worst about each other'

You didn’t even try,Sherlock.

[at-kkoolook]

Be brave. Even if you’re not, pretend to be. No one can tell the difference. Don’t allow the phone to interrupt important moments. It’s there for your convenience, not the callers. Don’t be afraid to go out on a limb. That’s where the fruit is. Don’t burn bridges. You’ll be surprised how many times you have to cross the same river. Don’t forget, a person’s greatest emotional need is to feel appreciated. Don’t major in minor things. Don’t say you don’t have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Pasteur, Michaelangelo, Mother Teresa, Helen Keller, Leonardo Da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein. Don’t spread yourself too thin. Learn to say no politely and quickly. Don’t use time or words carelessly. Neither can be retrieved. Don’t waste time grieving over past mistakes Learn from them and move on. Every person needs to have their moment in the sun, when they raise their arms in victory, knowing that on this day, at his hour, they were at their very best. Get your priorities straight. No one ever said on his death bed, ‘Gee, if I’d only spent more time at the office’. Give people a second chance, but not a third. Judge your success by the degree that you’re enjoying peace, health and love. Learn to listen. Opportunity sometimes knocks very softly. Leave everything a little better than you found it. Live your life as an exclamation, not an explanation. Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life and death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems. Never cut what can be untied. Never overestimate your power to change others. Never underestimate your power to change yourself. Remember that overnight success usually takes about fifteen years. Remember that winners do what losers don’t want to do. Seek opportunity, not security. A boat in harbor is safe, but in time its bottom will rot out. Spend less time worrying who’s right, more time deciding what’s right. Stop blaming others. Take responsibility for every area of your life. Success is getting what you want. Happiness is liking what you get. The importance of winning is not what we get from it, but what we become because of it. When facing a difficult task, act as though it’s impossible to fail.

Jackson Brown Jr. (via at-kkoolook)

[innerwreck]

Daniel Radcliffe Brushes Off ‘Fifty Shades’ Snub (x)

[dingo-in-a-domino-mask-deactiva]

I appreciate the very real disgust on his face in the second gif. 

[saxifraga-x-urbium]

i bet rob pattinson just rang him up and screamed don’t do it in the phone

[stammsternenstaub]

I bet this phonecall happened at 2am with no greeting and Dan knew exactly who it was and why. Z.

[buffygif]

[marguerite26]

the best of: oz

I don’t know. I always go straight to the obits.

[when-i-grow-up]

Favorite Buffy character. Even over Spike.

[beatonna]

If you aren’t totally quaking in your boots at the news of millions of bees dead, yet again, you’re nuts.

[unclegrandpaapologist-deactivat]

this should be concerning a lot more people than it is

not only because bees are one of the most important animals in the world and their job is a lot more than gathering honey but also because they are what scientists refer to as an “indicator species”

this means that when their populations start dwindling and then rapidly dropping, humans need to watch their shit because that means that environmental factors are too difficult for THEM to live in, so it might be difficult for US to live in, too. bees basically act as an indication that humans have a lot to worry about and when they start dying like this it deserves a lot more than a few headlines.

[yourbestfriendemily-deactivated]

last year my biggest worry was the steep decline in bee population and apparently thats not about to change anytime soon. people have told me to my face that they think its strange I’m so concerned for the bees. read this you selfish fucks

[thats-so-ravenloft]

Get excited, motherfuckers.  Without bees, we will die off.  Bayer and Monsanto continue to produce the chemicals that have been proven to kill them, and the government has their backs.  Bees pollinate 30% of our food in the US and we are passing legislation to PROTECT the scumbags responsible for killing them.

I preach this shit to everyone who will listen and I always get “WAAAAH I HATE BEES THEY STING AND THEY ARE BIG MEANIES!” but think about your future life without kiwis, cranberries, blueberries, strawberries, blackberries, peaches, sunflowers, cotton, apples, plums, pears, mustard, celery, peppers, tomatoes, eggplant, beans, cherries, melons, turnips, canola oil, alfalfa, soybeans, lemons, oranges, and I could go on forever.

Bees are amazing creatures who are responsible for the comfortable lives we lead in this country and we cannot sustain and feed our population without them.

[i-suck-deactivated236543-deacti]

Alright you guys, there’s a good amount of notes on this but it’s only making us aware of the problem, not telling us what we can do to help. We can do something to help and YOU CAN HELP, YES THAT MEANS YOU. ALL YOU NEED IS DIRT, A FEW BUCKS, AND A MOMENT OF YOUR TIME TO MAKE A WORLD OF DIFFERENCE, LITERALLY. 

Plant flowers that bees like and that attract them.

Bees prefer flowers that are blue, purple, and yellow. Choose flowers that bloom successively over the spring, summer, and fall seasons such as coreopsis, Russian sage, or germander. They especially love clover! Other plants include sage, salvia, oregano, lavender, ironweed, yarrow, yellow hyssop, alfalfa, honeywort, dragonhead, echinacea, bee balm, buttercup, goldenrod and English thyme. Buy seeds online.

GET RID OF THE PESTICIDES!!

If pesticides are killing off the bees so easily, what do you think it’s doing to us? The EPA says studies have shown pesticides can cause birth defects, nerve damage, and cancer. There are other ways to get rid of pests in the garden than using chemicals. Organic Garden Pests shows you how to keep off the bugs the organic way.

Give the bees a free home!

Giving bees a “bee block” alone is a huge load off their backs! You can buy homes here or  You can even build your own. 

Please, if you have already reblogged this, reblog this is again with what I have posted onto it so you know what you can do to help. We can make a difference.

Sources and other helpful links:

5 ways to help our disappearing bees

How to “Friend” Your Native Bees

Why gardening is good for your health

Silence of the Bees

[the-goddamazon-deactivingsoon-d]

Why isn’t this more of an issue?

Like why is our entire existence at stake and all anyone wants to talk about on the news is the “TWERKING PHENOMENON”.

[teratocybernetics]

RE-reblogging for all the helpful info added.

[geschreibsel]

Adding a few more bee plants, because many of the above listed are very attractive to larger bees (honey and bumble bees, etc.), while some of the smaller bees are also incredibly important AND also dying out. 

Any type of mint (especially mountain mint), blazing star, anything in the daisy/chicory family, and Queen Anne’s lace.  Also: bumble bees fucking LOVE the tomato/nightshade family.  So if you don’t care about “ugly” weeds, plant nightshades (or start growing your own tomatoes, but make sure that you buy untreated seeds!).

Another side note: You know, if we wanted to send ourselves toward the type of societies in any of the post-apocalyptic books/shows that we watch, there is probably no more direct way than by killing our bees.  If we kill bees, we won’t die off immediately.  Instead, we will make food a luxury item, that only the very rich can afford, while everyone else faces starvation and/or slower death through vitamin deficiencies. Once this starts happening in developed nations, things will start looking very bad indeed.  Basically, we need to stop this before it gets to that point.

[batespossiblycallednorman]

Apparently my residence hall is run by Tumblr.

[mischiefmancer]

[bluewanderings]

why would this be a problem???

[arthurdarvillains]

Who the fuck is Voldermort?

[when-i-grow-up]

The Muggles still think that Sirius Black is a threat. (Except the Prime Minister)

[samecoin-blog]

[rubypotato]

(x)

#brolin  #CRYIGN BECAUSE THEY DON’T EVEN NOTICE  #THEY JUST KEEP FLIRTING  #I ‘M SO DONE Y OUTWO

[when-i-grow-up]

Pfft. I don't like rp shipping (as exhibited above^) but this is just funny.

[4gifs]

[wasp33]

There are two types of squirrels

[thoroughlyginger]

I JUST LAUGHED SO HARD OMFG

Thank you, inter webs. I really needed that smile.

[when-i-grow-up]

OMG

[ssherlock-blog]

[imagineyourotp]

Imagine person A of your otp wins an award, and person B is standing in the crowd beaming with pride

[callistawolf]

I don’t really have to imagine this one. 

[queerkteer]

neither do i

[the-ultimate-ginge]

Um

[thedarkestsunrise-deactivated20]

I think the Merlin-fandom wins this one… 

[when-i-grow-up]

[fapoleon-bonerparte]

Napoleon’s walk was described as “something between a waddle and a swagger”

HOW DOES THAT EVEN WORK

[rolypolydandy]

[helloitsalexander-deactivated20]

on my way to overthrow your country

[seventeeneblack]

I’m crying so hard rn omg

[romythe]

french history will never be the same again

[when-i-grow-up]

i'm dying

[lordofthejohnlock-deactivated20]

#70 - “Lestrade, I think I broke John”

[whipporwill-deactivated20111220]

[thehighladyelf]

You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.

O_O

[mintslicebiscuits]

yesss i found it again! one of my all time favourite reads.

[yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehaw]

Philosophy went to the max right here

[lsdandthc]

OI SCROLL BACK UP AND READ ALL OF IT!

[burgerbabebrunette]

I was really intrigued by this

[agirlnamedmomo]

WHAAAAAATTTT

[ravendorkholme]

You can tell a lot about someone from how intensely they get into Bohemian Rhapsody

[when-i-grow-up]

My friend has an exchange student staying with him and one of the first things we did to introduce her to our culture was put on the most outrageous lip sync performance of Bohemian Rhapsody I have ever. It was exhausting and wonderful and I'm pretty sure I did some hardcore ballet moves I haven't learned yet.

[shortvideosandstuff]

[laklustrianvariables]

i want to cry

[brichibi]

He tried so hard.  And got so far.  But in the end.  It doesn’t even matter.

[insertbadpun]

GOD DAMMIT MOON MOON