The year is 1730. A lone teenage girl sits up at 11 pm writing frantically in her diary. ‘WOE IS ME!!! I CAN NOT BELIEVE SHAKESPEARE RN WHY DID HE MAKE ROMIET CANON’
excuse you mervolio 5ever
The year is 1730. A lone teenage girl sits up at 11 pm writing frantically in her diary. ‘WOE IS ME!!! I CAN NOT BELIEVE SHAKESPEARE RN WHY DID HE MAKE ROMIET CANON’
excuse you mervolio 5ever
MY MOM SAID IF THIS GETS 500,000 NOTES SHE WILL FINALLY CALL ME “KHYLE” AND REFER TO ME AS HER SON PLEASE THIS IS A HUGE STEP FOR ME AND HER
we’re gonna get you your 500k notes. I swear. Idgaf if i have to reblog this 4000000x myself.
^thats the fucking spirit!!!!!

her dress changes color to that of your blog
this is lovely
she has a snowflake patterned dress this is great
An illustration I did for Instinct Magazine on unfair Adoption cases.
This should have thousands of notes.
^Seriously though.
84,908 and counting.
I reblog this every time it comes up on my dash. Such a powerful message.
Ethiopian girl guarded from gang rape & assault by three lions.
“The girl had been taken by seven men who wanted to force her to marry one of them. She was beaten repeatedly. Then the lions chased off her captors. The three lions guarded her for about half a day. They stood guard until we found her and then they just left her like a gift and went back into the forest.”
Then, Stuart Williams (the local wildlife ‘expert’) suggests that perhaps the lions mistook the 12 year old girl’s cries for a lion cub. Which seems awfully silly, considering that lions are perfectly capable of telling apart the gazelles they eat from their own cubs, aren’t they?
#and surely if an animal knows rape is wrong people should too
MAJESTIC CREATURE OF JUSTICE
We enter a little coffeehouse with a friend of mine and give our order. While we’re aproaching our table two people come in and they go to the counter:
‘Five coffees, please. Two of them for us and three suspended’ They pay for their order, take the two and leave.
I ask my friend: “What are those ‘suspended’ coffees?”
My friend: “Wait for it and you will see.”
Some more people enter. Two girls ask for one coffee each, pay and go. The next order was for seven coffees and it was made by three lawyers - three for them and four ‘suspended’. While I still wonder what’s the deal with those ‘suspended’ coffees I enjoy the sunny weather and the beautiful view towards the square infront of the café. Suddenly a man dressed in shabby clothes who looks like a beggar comes in throught the door and kindly asks
‘Do you have a suspended coffee ?’
It’s simple - people pay in advance for a coffee meant for someone who can not afford a warm bevarage. The tradition with the suspended coffees started in Naples, but it has spread all over the world and in some places you can order not only a suspended coffee, but also a sandwitch or a whole meal.
i hate fics that overly feminize dean or cas
but mostly dean
it’s just like
why is he suddenly so submissive and out of character?
The Stanford Prison Experiment (by HeroicImaginationTV)
freaking terrifying