how many “take me to the museum and make out with me” posts can y’all make like damn you’re horny and pretentious we get it
dan being gossip girl made more sense than the how i met your mother finale
Be strong, saith my heart; I am a soldier;
I have seen worse sights than this.
|—||Donna Tartt, The Secret History (via etida)|
MY MOM BOUGHT ME TURKISH DELIGHTS I CAN FINALLY KNOW WHAT EDMUND BETRAYED HIS FAMILY FOR
wtf they taste like shit what drugs were you on edmund were they really worth it
Neptune taken by NASA
who THE FUCK let NASA take Neptune
Free Neptune 2014
I hope this image out-survives all actual knowledge of what the internet was.
Have you ever met someone and then, the more they talked, you just…
they have a tumblr.
sometimes I can smell it on them
|—||Emma Watson in WONDERLAND (via hermionejg)|
Who read Romeo and Juliet and thought “this is a good play and all but you know what would make it better? Animated gnomes”
“In Ireland, you go to someone’s house, and she asks you if you want a cup of tea. You say no, thank you, you’re really just fine. She asks if you’re sure. You say of course you’re sure, really, you don’t need a thing. Except they pronounce it ting. You don’t need a ting. Well, she says then, I was going to get myself some anyway, so it would be no trouble. Ah, you say, well, if you were going to get yourself some, I wouldn’t mind a spot of tea, at that, so long as it’s no trouble and I can give you a hand in the kitchen. Then you go through the whole thing all over again until you both end up in the kitchen drinking tea and chatting.
In America, someone asks you if you want a cup of tea, you say no, and then you don’t get any damned tea.
I liked the Irish way better.”
is there anything on earth more anxiety inducing than being given unclear instructions and then put under time pressure