I’ve always thought of myself as quite an open person. I used to be quite secretive as a teenager and I liked my space but, what teenager doesn’t go through a phase like that, I suppose? I’ve grown up a lot since then and realised “a problem shared is a problem halved” and whilst I was very much…

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When I say that I’m done with playing games, the two games that, I’ve found, are usually played are these: 1. You feel a certain way. Instead of letting someone know how you feel, you drop hints to see if they figure it out on their own and if they don’t figure it out, you hold it against them because you feel they should know you better. 2. You feel a certain way. Instead of communicating those feelings you hide them because if you do reveal how you feel, it would lead to an awkward conversation so you see how long you can keep quiet for and make those problems disappear by themselves. (Which they never do…#JustSayin’)

i try to always be humble but sometimes on my course we´ll be doing a task and i´ll be watching people who are older and have more experience than me and i´ll think damn, you´re dumb

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FANGIRL CHALLENGE ♔ fifteen pairings {9/15}

↬ John Thornton & Margaret Hale (North and South, 2004)

07.24.2014 / +2865 / strawmeadow / starkswaters
07.22.2014 / +160 / twinpeaksgifs / sherilyn-fenn



If you’re not following Hannibal’s writers on twitter, you’re missing something (like this for instance)


07.22.2014 / +2042 / hnbllcter / uncoeur


We’re not convinced the Hannibal Writers aren’t just a room full of people Bryan found on Tumblr. Which means you should probably follow them.

07.22.2014 / +3879 / thefannibals / nbchannibal


Sheep Cloud

Winter Thursday

07.22.2014 / +95 / moleskinelovers


"quickly!" cry the police. "the key to defusing the bomb is an encyclopaedic knowledge of les miserables!" "finally," i say, standing. "my time has come."


trying to figure out someone else’s shower


07.20.2014 / +244868 / hipster-rawry / starweilder

I must say I find that girl utterly delightful. Flat as a board, enormous birthmark in the shape of Mexico over half her face, sweating for hours on end in that sweltering kitchen while Mendl (genius though he is) looms over her like a hulking gorilla - yet without question, without fail, always, and invariably: she’s exceedingly lovely. Why? Because of her purity. - The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014, dir. by Wes Anderson)