Books and Coffee

winchysteria:

guys i dont think we talk about teddy lupin enough

like he was a metamorphmagus and possibly a werewolf

what if he could do both at the same time

what if he could become a chihuahua during the full moon

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itseasytoremember:

thepatientlywaitingfox:

she-wants-the-eod:

highball2814:

reverendrevenant:

I could have used this information over the last 29 years of my god damn life

My mom taught me to pack like this and she gets mad when I come to visit and sees that I don’t use it.

I need to remember this for uniforms.

Oh my god, I am learning this ASAP. HOW DID I NOT KNOW OF THIS BEFORE?!

Pants though

itseasytoremember:

thepatientlywaitingfox:

she-wants-the-eod:

highball2814:

reverendrevenant:

I could have used this information over the last 29 years of my god damn life

My mom taught me to pack like this and she gets mad when I come to visit and sees that I don’t use it.

I need to remember this for uniforms.

Oh my god, I am learning this ASAP. HOW DID I NOT KNOW OF THIS BEFORE?!

Pants though

(Source: neverforget14, via sorryforbeingawkward)

Two churches located across the street from each other. At least the Catholics have a sense of humor.

wiccan-witch-of-the-east:

elizards:

paranoidrobot:

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this is my favorite thing

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revrealness:

clumsyoctopus:

my ad for beauty products

girls putting makeup on like warpaint and kicking people in the face

old ladies wearing eyeshadow and getting flocked by hunks who carry them away and crown them queens of their own country

girls putting on makeup and then just sitting and eating doritos in front of the computer all day because fuck it that shits for you

ANYTHING IS BETTER THAN PLINKY-PLONKY MUSIC AND EMOTIONAL MANIPULATION AND BEING CONDESCENDED TO

you’re hired

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ithinkurafoster:

suptoast:

abatida:

gracklebird:

okay i just wanted this on my blog because it’s one of the best things i have ever witnessed.

Hipster cred restoration. 



This post is perfect.

ithinkurafoster:

suptoast:

abatida:

gracklebird:

okay i just wanted this on my blog because it’s one of the best things i have ever witnessed.

Hipster cred restoration. 

image

This post is perfect.

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girlgrowingsmall:

petitpotato:

My brain is a simple one.

This is beautiful. I want this on a shirt.

girlgrowingsmall:

petitpotato:

My brain is a simple one.

This is beautiful. I want this on a shirt.

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adolescentbtch:

i don’t want to have to deal with it i just want it to go away

"The earth laughs in flowers."

- Ralph Waldo Emerson. 

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edwardspoonhands:

I love Suze Orman and I really wish I could work with her because I think she makes people’s lives better. And if you have $6000 dollars of credit card debt and $500 in the bank and want to know whether you should get a macbook…this is the correct face.

edwardspoonhands:

I love Suze Orman and I really wish I could work with her because I think she makes people’s lives better. And if you have $6000 dollars of credit card debt and $500 in the bank and want to know whether you should get a macbook…this is the correct face.

(Source: lambtime)

houseofhaute-couture:

youreworththesacrifice:

bowariella:

yungswaqq:

F*ck reblogging half naked girls, this is beautiful

for all the people who think they wont find someone to love them, flaws and all…

I can never not reblog this.

That is what I call true and real love. Both are my inspiration.

(Source: mynameiscollins, via sorryforbeingawkward)

“All of a sudden two decades have passed and you still have not kissed anyone with tongue, or kissed anyone at all for that matter, or had a 3 AM conversation with someone who would rather look into your eyes for ten minutes straight than talk. You have never worn a lover’s sweater or “forgotten” it at home in your bedroom just so you would have an excuse to see them again. You have never even stood face-to-face with someone who makes your hands shake so hard it feels like they’re both having a separate anxiety attack.
This causes you much guilt and self-blame and sadness but above all, an overwhelming curiosity. Are you really that ugly, that unwanted, that uninteresting, that boring, that no one, absolutely no one, has ever looked at you like the only thing on earth?
The answer is no. The better answer is that someone out there, somewhere in the world, is “wondering what it’s like to meet someone like you,” and they have two decades worth of love stored in their veins like a shoot-‘em-up drug, and they’re just about ready to inject it into someone else’s bloodstream. All you have to do is roll up your sleeves and wait for it to happen.
At times you felt so lonely you could stand at the edge of a cliff with nothing beneath you but air and grass and a long, long way down, and you’d still feel emptier than that canyon itself. Maybe you even danced with yourself alone in your room a few times, arms outstretched around a ghost, pretending someone else’s hands were on your waist, someone else’s eyes boring into yours.
Or maybe you fell temporarily in love with strangers on public transportation, fell in love with anybody who so much as accidentally brushed your hand on the way past. For you, falling in love with dozens of people a day was a coping mechanism for not having anyone to love you in return. But people are not eggs and falling in love with a dozen of them does not mean your shell will remain uncracked. One day you’re going to hit the point where you’re so desperate for human contact that you’re going to snap in half and all your love will bleed out like egg yolk.
But someone out there is eating a bowl of Ramen noodles right now, or putting on slippers, or settling into bed. They are doing all the normal things that you’ve done in your own life. They are just like you. They have cellulite and extra fat in all the wrong places and goals and fears and doubts and bad handwriting.
The truth is that they are just like you, and being just like you, they’re looking for a lover too. They’re what you might call a soulmate.
They think they’re all alone in feeling the way they do, but you’re really both two halves of a whole.
And one day you’ll meet them, bump into them on the street, and your two halves will be put together, and you’ll make one.”

—   Writings For Winter - For Twenty Year-Olds who have never been loved
(via poetrea)

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pettankoprincess:

awwlawl:

maskedruins:

jimikissedthesky:

Our entire world history nailed.

Things which remain consistant - Sex, death and war.

Exactly

this is the greatest thing I have seen on tumblr.

Always reblog.

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jaclcfrost:

if you ever think my shorts are “too short” i want you to consider the following

  • they are called “shorts”
  • i look great

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