"I believe in fiction and the power of stories because that way we speak in tongues. We are not silenced. All of us, when in deep trauma, find we hesitate, we stammer; there are long pauses in our speech. The thing is stuck. We get our language back through the language of others. We can turn to the poem. We can open the book. Somebody has been there for us and deep-dived the words."

Jeanette Winterson (via fangirlingthebook)

(Source: observando, via theashleyclements)

x-man-nightcrawler:

It’s getting to the point where I’m not even surprised when I find a new show to like and Mark Sheppard just kinda shows up in it.

I’m like, oh there you are you little bastard. Let me guess, you’ll be playing the guest roll of the well dressed, snarky gentleman? Probably British? What took you so long to show up this time you little shit?

(via appealt0myhumanity)

markruffalo:

aos-skimmons:

so I was thinking that mark ruffalo sounds a lot like mark buffalo, and then i decided that i obviously wasn’t going to be the only one who thought about this. so i typed ‘ruffalo the buffalo’ into google images and i found these…

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i don’t know why but it made me happy 

I don’t know why but it makes me happy too.

(via asgardian--angels)

raidnes:

if you look into the mirror and say aliens 3 times scully will show up and ask you if you have evidence

(Source: misandristofficial, via kiashinigami)

"You’re born with a ton of fucks to give, so you spend them like a kid with a credit card. You give fucks about your friends, about your grades, about your fashion sense, about strangers’ opinions. You give way too many fucks about way too many things. You have so many. Then, as you get older, you have maybe 10 fucks per month, so you learn to budget them. You allocate fucks to family and career, but there aren’t enough fucks to give to the newest fads. Oh, someone at work has something they need my help with that’s outside my job title? I’ll do my best to allocate some fucks, but this month is pretty tight. Then, as you get even older, you’re down to 1-2 fucks per month, and those fucks are pretty damn precious. You give them to your family and your hobbies and your job, and that’s kinda it. It’s not your fault – fucks expire too quickly. I would’ve liked to save my fucks from when I was younger but I can’t. Then, you hit fuck insolvency. You’re getting like 1 fuck a year, and you have to make it last. So you go without, and even previously fuck-worthy things, you just can’t give a fuck. Some people run out really quickly, Some people have a fuck trust fund that pays out a decent amount even into old age. But at some point, the fuck faucet runs completely dry and you’re out of fucks to give. It’s just basic Fuckonomics."

-Unknown English Teacher (via swarthyvillain)

I’ve never read anything more fucking true in my whole fucking life. 

Fuck.

(via unicornempire)

I actually really love this analogy.

(via wincherella)

This is the best explanation I can find for what happened when I turned 30.

(via mymissus)

(via appealt0myhumanity)

gondory:

YOU KNOW THAT FEELING WHEN YOU’RE LISTENING TO A MOVIE’S SOUNDTRACK AND YOU JUST KNOW WHICH SCENE GOES WITH EACH TRACK AND YOU SAY THE DIALOGUES OUT LOUD AND YOU JUST FEEL LIKE FLYING BECAUSE THE VIOLINS AND TRUMPETS AND CLARINETS AND ALL THE INSTRUMENTS AND YOU GET THIS RUSH OF HAPPINESS BECAUSE FUCKING SOUNDTRACKS MAN

(via sailingwithoutacompass)

me: *to friend(s) online* i'm gonna go to sleep c ya
me: ...
me: *reblogs and likes things*
me: shit now they're r gonna think im avoiding them when really i just have no self-discipline