the girl in the green beret
Everytime.
Malfoys
Until the sun rises in the west and sets in the east. Until the rivers run dry, and the mountains blow in the wind like leaves…#THIS KILLED ME OKAY. #Ugh. #Ugghsdhf. I just…*sigh* NO. #So wonderful. Ugh. And she loves him so much AND THEY COULD HAVE BEEN HAPPY. #And how absolutely adorable was that baby?!
Shanicka’s tags are basically my feelings.
YES.
Now, in 2012, letter writing is pretty much divorced from most practical functions. I still mail my landlord rent every month, and I get checks from freelance jobs, but letters are different than mail. Mail can be addressed, “To Current Resident.” Letters come from your beloved who is stranded on a Civil War battlefield. My point, guys, is that since “snail mail” is so inefficient to send, it doesn’t have the same urgency or anxiety attached to it as an e-mail, a text message, or even a telephone call. As technology has made our lives “easier,” a strange side effect has been the written word becoming the domain of pleasure and luxury. Because you can’t use a letter to say what you need to say, all that’s left is saying what you want to say.
Josh Gondelman, on Thought Catalog
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So, I’m on season two of Mad Men and the amount of dramione angst I see in Peggy and Pete is overwhelming. It’s like, all over the place. I can’t unsee it.
Mark Gatiss tweeted this on twitter as “The Three Sherlocks”
It’s a Russian parody of the various Sherlocks, including Benedict and RDJ
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Only Gendry was different.
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