theductiletroll:

jeanmarcoing:

songs in a different language you like and then you look up the lyrics and it’s actually some fucked up shit

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para-moriarty:

sherlocked-inside-the-tardis:

why-am-i-narrating:

tennesseantraditions:

teenytangledaddiction:

The brief was to portray Disney princesses enjoying a little tea party but they all had to be portrayed the same age as their respective movies (for example Snow White would be 75 years old, Aurora 53, Belle 21, Rapunzel 2 etc). ”

ok that’s actually pretty cool

I like this. I like it a lot.

This is the first time I’ve actually seen a piece of disney artwork like this.

I will always reblog this

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sixpenceee:

If only everything really complicated was explained this way. 

THE AUTHOR & MORE OF HIS BOOKS

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221b-bitch-please-street:

gabite:

cradily:

sophlaa:

cradily:

irish is such a shady language because hello is “dia duit” but directly translated it means “god be with you” and when someone says hello back they say “dia is muire duit” which means “god and mary be with you” .. its like “i see your god and i raise you the holy virgin whatcha gonna do bout it bitch”

irish isnt a language…

Ith mo thóin

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mindofamedstudent:

Tutorial: how to make a study schedule.

  1. Make a reference sheet with separate lists for each subject. This reference sheet is used to orient your daily studying.
  2. List the material you need to study for each subject. Be more specific than you would be on a study schedule and make sure you put down everything you need to go over.
  3. On your schedule, highlight the exam dates and deadlines and put down any relevant information.
  4. Using your reference sheet, assign certain material to go through each day.

Scheduling tips

  • If you haven’t been working on study material throughout the semester; schedule days before your study leave to work on study sheets for revision, flash cards, summaries, whatever you use to study. 
  • Take a day to gather your study material before your study leave begins. Like the weekend classes end or so. This will save you a lot of time when you sit down to study every day.
  • Schedule your studying so that you start studying for the last final first, and the first final last. Make sure you start this early enough to give yourself time to revise for the subjects you need to.
  • If you have a day between each of your finals, take the night of the final off and revise for the next exam the day after. If not, take the couple of hours after your exam off then revise for the next one.
  • Schedule the harder/heavier material in a subject first, so that you work on that material when you have more energy.
  • If you’re taking subjects that you have difficulty with, or subjects with a heavy workload; schedule catch up days. However, don’t let that encourage you to slack off. Try to stick to your schedule and only rely on the catch up days if you really need to, and if you don’t; then it’s a day off!
  • Also, schedule days off… a day or if you can’t afford it, half a day. I can’t stress how important it is to take time for yourself, it’ll help you avoid burnout. 

Disclaimer: this is the way I’ve been making study schedules since I started college. By no means am I claiming it’s perfect or that everybody should follow it.

I’m sorry I’m posting this by the end of the year when a lot of people are already done with exams, but perhaps it’ll be helpful for people taking summer courses now? And also for next year :)

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crusherccme:

found this gem in the 1996 Cornell Women’s Handbook. it’s what to say when a guy tries to get out of using a condom

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batcii:

smoo told me to draw zutara week stuff so instead i drew some modern au gaang. sorry for my shitty handwriting.

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firelordwael:

roisinlikesbooks:

Sometimes I am really really ok with the fact that Disney owns Marvel

BUt LIKE. IS THAT A DOCTOR WHO REFERENCE.

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nerdgirl001:

pheebadohdoh:

fantastic-nonsense:

thneedprincess:

headfullofpotter:

thatstheriddle:

headfullofpotter:

stop

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making

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animated

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characters

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so

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attractive

I don’t mind it as long as it’s not an animated anima-

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oh…

i think

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this needs

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to be

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updated

yeah

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it definitely

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does

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Excuse me

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I

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think

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you’re

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forgetting

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some

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I think you guys forgot the hottest fucker of them all

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And this is why I love this website

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pretty-castiel:

Reblog if you want a terrible, 3 sentence fan fiction in your ask, based on your url

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dark-shade:

marydoyouwannasmoke:

r-o-s-e-p-e-t-a-l-s:

this looks way to perfect on my blog

and its transparent

This is the most calming gif I have ever seen

THIS LOOKS SO SICK ON MY BLOG

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catbountry:

ex-wife:

did-you-kno:

Source 

"When I got my first cat, it changed me. There is something about holding a cat that makes your anger melt away. And if someone does something that upsets me—I have to remember my cat. I can’t keep my cat if I get into trouble.”

"I asked if Major Cabanaw had concerns for the safety of the cats. “Of course, we always want to ensure the safety of the cats, and the staff is great about keeping an eye out for them. But mostly, it’s the offenders keeping them safe. I have never once seen an offender kill his own cat. We screen them to be sure they have no history of animal abuse. But I’ll tell you this, there was a guy killed in here because he had spit soda pop onto someone else’s cat.”"

Wow.

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nonbinarywillywonka:

thementalistinthetardis:

wwhatevver-ampora:

hungoverterezipyrope:

theleakypen:

ohmygosh you guys, the dawn room is the single best thing i’ve discovered on the Internet. If you feel at all crappy in any way, go on there right now. Seriously. Anything else you’re doing can wait. 

IM CRYING BECAUSE IT SAID TO THINK OF THE MOST IMPORTANT PERSON OR WHATEVER AND I COULD ONLY THINK OF MY DOG SO THE ADVICE I TYPED IN WAS “GOOD DOG” AND IF THAT GETS SENT TO SOMEONE ELSE IM GONNA CRY

Reblogging again because this is absolutely beautiful. This doesn’t have nearly as many notes as it should, spread it around people. Help spread the love.

Do it for me guys? *hugs* Love you all.

truly inspirational

no but really, this is actually pretty cool

I always reblog the dawn room, it has literally saved my life twice now. Even when I’m in an okay mood I get really emotional when I go here. It’s so important.

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a-soldiers-fallen-angel:

lil-lady-hiddleston:

bored-shootwall:

waitinghopingliving:

deans-cutie-pie:

theotheristhedoctor:

i-think-i-m-adorable:

songofages:

pulvis:

support-group-hazel:

trickysp8:

superwhohanni:

i-think-i-m-adorable:

450 notes, no one thought of mentioning who is the actor with such beautiful eyes?

Because everyone knows.

Only one man has candy apple green eyes.

the greenest green to ever green

fanfiction green

I ship them with Benedicts eyes

And I ship them with these eyes

Green and blue, like the sky touching the grass

as one descends from heaven, to touch the earth

That was beautiful.

I’m crying…

And our eyes, green and blue.

Like the sky reaching down to touch the grass,

Like Heaven descending to Earth.

And when they blend,

Like the salty, turquoise ocean,

Lapping the surface,

Thirsting for our love.

But we have to be careful, my dear,

Because in a certain lighting one might mistake our eyes for a dirty brown,

Or a dangerous, sinful black.

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Oh no, you did NOT just do this!!!

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kurlozy:

boxed-hobo:

keriancal:

bigmouth12349:

themeeg:

tin-pan-ali:

taking-the-tardis-to-asgard:

mymahoganymyrules:

maslab:

jykinturah:

nomiros:

takeshitakenji:

“Someone should write a book where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader.”

Last line of the book : “Please, don’t close the book, I don’t want to die”

oh my god

I’d just like, keep the book open and tape it to a wall.

I’m almost afraid to want it.

John Green, we’re waiting.

“So I guess this is it, isn’t it? There are no more chapters, right? You said we were getting close and that was a while ago.”

I stared up into the sky, it was the same old sky there had always been, except for some rainclouds that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. It wasn’t raining, but they were still floating up there, grey and dismal.

You begin to ask me something.

“Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. Things just feel really final right now, like the downward slope is starting to level out. Eventually… We’ll hit the back cover, right?”

I sat down on a bench- had that been there a few minutes ago? It was hard to tell.

“Did you say yes? I think I heard you. Your voice keeps getting harder to hear.”

Thunder rumbled, but… It wasn’t like the thunder I’m used to. It sounded like you, and it sounded sad. From one of the clouds, a single drop of rain fell on the grainy wood of the bench.

“… You’re crying, aren’t you? I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I wish I could change this. I wish I could reach where you are.”

Thunder rolled again, and behind it was a voice. Your voice.

“Me? I’ll be fine, I think. I don’t know if this has ever happened before. I don’t really know what happens when you… close the book.”

You ask me if I’m afraid.

And oddly, I’m not.

“No, actually. Because… Whatever happens to me when you close the cover… You can always open the book up again, right?” and that’s when the answer hits me, the realization jolting me to stand again. “That’s it, isn’t it? You can open it back up. The words won’t change, but I’ll still be here. You can meet me all over again, and I can meet you, and everything we have will come back.”

It’s raining now, and the clouds have merged together, and in them, for the first time… I see you. 

You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life.

You’re crying, but it’s quiet, and maybe that was the sound of your tears hitting paper.

I realize that we don’t have a lot of time.

“Listen- before it’s all over- I want you to know that everything, all of this… Even being over, it was worth it. It was worth it to meet you, to get to know you. Even if when you close that cover and I disappear- it was all worth it. I love you.”

You love me too, I know it, I can feel it, just like for a moment I can feel what it would be like to hold your hand.

There is a very long pause, and I realize you’re prolonging what has to happen.

“You can do it.”

For the first time, you have to be the hero. You have to close the book so we can keep going. And I believe in you.

The sky gets darker, slowly, but then it gets light again, and your face is still up in those clouds. You open your mouth and for the first time I HEAR you, not just feel what you’re saying or understand you in my own head, your voice comes through the pages in your world and into the reality of mine, and it reverberates and I can hear every little nuance, down to the hitch from you crying.

“I’ll never forget you,” you say. “I’ll come back soon.”

The end.

SOMEONE DID AND NOW IM EMOTIONAL

I’m going to go ahead and write the beginning of this, okay?

I don’t know you, okay?  You’re a stranger to me.  I didn’t ask for you to peek your nose into my business, now did I?  No, no I did not.  How would you like it if someone suddenly appeared in your life?

Let me tell you what you’re going to do.  You’re going to shut this book right now.  Let the cover rest on the title page, and leave me enveloped in my own dark little world.

What?  I can’t understand you, but I can sense what you mean.  You want to know if I like being alone here, in the dark.  Well, I mean, it’s all I’ve ever known.  Until you came along, there was only me, existing in these pages.  Why would I wish for something when I’ve known nothing else?

I have to admit, though … The light you’re reading from feels nice.  I’ve never seen my world in quite this way before.  The stark blacks of the letters are taking shape, becoming a home for me to live in even as you read.

Maybe I’ll let you stay for awhile.  Maybe I’ll enjoy this light for a little longer with you.

OH MY GOD NO I’M ACTUALLY TEARING UP AT THESE. 

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so ive seen this post before anyone wrote anything of this story here now i have a fucking puddle of tears in my desk so this gif there is pretty damn accurate

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