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[johnny bravo voice] woah mama

the highest of praise ‘#u#’

northernpansy:

welp looks like i need to by new stockings before i wear that outfit outside because i just put a massive hole in mine taking them off

NO WAIT i can steal some of my mums its all good

welp looks like i need to by new stockings before i wear that outfit outside because i just put a massive hole in mine taking them off

Looks like somebody’s a hot tomato. Soup? With the little grilled cheese on the side…?? No really tho you look lovely.

haha thank you uwu

thedahlingdarling replied to your post: does this look okay to go out in …

Looks beautiful!

thank you! i think im gonna wear it out tomorrow ^ 3 ^

does this look okay to go out in 

or can you tell ive got this on underneath

There is currently no hair on my body that I don’t want to be there and I’ve exfoliated and I’ve moisturised come and touch me I’m smooth like dolphins pick up line

ifeelbetterer:

sclez:

durendals:

there is literally no difference between academic scholars discussing their interpretations of a text and a bunch of people yelling YOUR HEADCANON IS WRONG at each other

As a Masters student I can vouch for this.

As a published scholar, I can vouch for this too.

memeimpala:

there are a lot of tv shows about young people in new york city with crappy jobs but nice apartments and clothes and stuff and i don’t think that actually happens in real life?? how would they afford it?? selling their soul 2 the devil??

NOTE 2 SELF: tv show idea…..sitcom about quirky young woman in new york city who sold her soul 2 the devil in order 2 get an affordable apartment and gets into hilariously awkward situations with her new roommate satan

blairtrabbit:

Dr. Hermann Bitch

Why the hell are you so hot you stupid smug son of a bitch.

Hemingway and James Joyce were drinking buddies in Paris. Joyce was thin and bespectacled; Hemingway was tall and strapping. When they went out Joyce would get drunk, pick a fight with a bigger guy in the bar and then hide behind Hemingway and yell, “Deal with him, Hemingway. Deal with him.”

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Between this and the story about him reassuring F. Scott Fitzgerald re dick size, I’m developing a picture of Hemingway as the mother hen of the disaffected white male literary set of the early 20th century.

He probably called up Steinbeck sometimes and was like I CAN’T EVEN WITH THESE DIPSHITS and Steinbeck was all “That’s what you get for living in Paris, asshole”.

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