It’s not friendship, it’s bromance. It’s not eyeliner, it’s guyliner. It’s not yoga, it’s broga. It’s not just silly portmanteaus, it’s evidence of the hilarious fragility of masculinity.

"I know it’s a kick in the pants to hear that the problem is you, but it’s also fucking fantastic. You are, after all, the only person you can change."
Loved this Cheryl Strayed Dear Sugar column, "Romantic Love is Not a Competitive Sport" - those seven words I could’ve used the last few years, that’s for sure. (via suchvodka)
"Your voice sounds completely different in different languages. It alters your personality somehow. I don’t think people get the same feeling from you. The rhythm changes. Because the rhythm of the language is different, it changes your inner rhythm and that changes how you process everything.

When I hear myself speak French, I look at myself differently. Certain aspects will feel closer to the way I feel or the way I am and others won’t. I like that—to tour different sides of yourself. I often find when looking at people who are comfortable in many languages, they’re more comfortable talking about emotional stuff in a certain language or political stuff in another and that’s really interesting, how people relate to those languages."
Francois Arnaud for Interview Magazine (via iraplastic)






would you look at that


no blackface and yet


i know exactly what characters/celebrities they are


crazy how that works…

I might reblog this erry day till halloween

Just reminding yall



yeah I can see this being the death eaters theme song

I laughed harder and more then what I should have … 


In which seven cats all discover the same slightly elevated flat thing and claim it as their own while pretending the other six cats don’t exist.

game of thrones

I’ve just sent out three job applications in a row. All parttime, because there is no ‘proper’ work for someone like me, apparently. The third one is one I really want, because it’s at the organic food store. They’re not likely to hire me because I’m overqualified and too old (too old! I’m only 23 and I’m already too old because all these places are only hiring students! how sad am I!), but I made sure to sound super enthousiastic in my motivation letter because I WANT THIS JOB. Even if it’s just a couple hours a week, it would help so much.

Tomorrow I’ll try at yet another place. But for today, i’m done, I’m giving myself a break. Perhaps some pumpkin spice latte at Starbucks with my best friend is in order. :3


girls don’t want boys, girls want doctor who to return to its former glory