July 20, 2014
"I liked myths. They weren’t adult stories and they weren’t children’s stories. They were better than that. They just were."

The Ocean at the End of the Lane, Neil Gaiman (via quotes-for-reference)

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5:31pm
  
Filed under: quotes 
July 20, 2014

shatterproofwhimsy:

All I really want is to move to a big beautiful city and open a coffee shop book store and meet a reformed presbyterian Scottish man who will marry me and foster babies with me and reads poetry and likes philosophy and Irish dances. It that too much to ask?

Oh, and a cat named Persephone. I thought you had a man, Mae? We need to talk asap!

5:04pm
  
Filed under: donedirt dreams 
July 20, 2014

Anonymous said: You design dresses but you're a frat guy?

deathbyplanxtydavis:

jasonhays91:

jasonhays91:

Is that a problem? I can’t be a world champion Irish dancer, future Irish dance dress company entrepreneur and still be in a fraternity? I originally had a lengthier response for this because I’m pretty certain there was an undertone of bullying but I’m going to assume positive intent that you don’t me know well enough to know about the empire I am building.

Also ask anyone else and they’ll tell you I’m the frattiest guy they know 👌

The Holy Jason Empire

July 20, 2014

All I really want is to move to a big beautiful city and open a coffee shop book store and meet a reformed presbyterian Scottish man who will marry me and foster babies with me and reads poetry and likes philosophy and Irish dances. It that too much to ask?

July 20, 2014
afroui:


Gustav Klimt Hope II 1907

afroui:

Gustav Klimt Hope II 1907

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8:49am
  
Filed under: art painting gustav klimt 
July 20, 2014

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8:26am
  
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July 20, 2014
give-em-hell-holly:

Presented without explanation.

give-em-hell-holly:

Presented without explanation.

July 20, 2014

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8:24am
  
Filed under: jeeves and wooster 
July 18, 2014
"You can’t be a successful dictator and design women’s underwear."

— Jeeves and Wooster

July 18, 2014
Black Coffee

thejournalofbisonjack:

.

Amidst the blood

in the spit of toothpaste,

the sour milk in the fridge,
 
the empty bottle of Tylenol,

and the blinking red light

of a failing dream—the face

of a child I have never met

(the daughter of a girl who

loved me once) stares back

from my computer screen

and forgives me—on this

morning of little deaths

and black coffee.

2:45pm
  
Filed under: poetry 
July 18, 2014

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2:43pm
  
Filed under: art painting gustav klimt 
July 18, 2014
"Do not teach your daughters to be ‘pretty.’

Do not entomb her in a pretty pink tower
and insist that only the degree of her physical appeal
may set her free.
Teach her to fight her way out,
to consume books and spit knowledge
to lesser boys who insist she is just beautiful
and nothing more.

Teach her to love her body
not to manipulate and put a price tag on herself
as a defined worth
she shall be immeasurable
she shall be more than this.

Do not let her break herself down
when the boy in kindergarten hits her
because he likes her.
What are you really teaching her?
Pain and love are not synonymous
neither are pretty and perfection.

Teach her to be kind
to be harsh
to be demure
to be wild
to be sensitive
to be thick-skinned

But good god,

Do not teach your daughters to be ‘pretty.’"

Michelle K., Do Not Teach Your Daughters to Be ‘Pretty.’  (via aestheticintrovert)

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2:43pm
  
Filed under: poetry 
July 18, 2014

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2:41pm
  
Filed under: Irish dance 
July 18, 2014

allons-ywibblywobbly:

DI Alec Hardy in Broadchurch, played magnificently by David Tennant.

What I find truly remarkable is the contrast of knowing that David is a ball of fire in real life, one of the most energetic and enthusiastic people I have ever seen in my life and the portrayal of Alec Hardy, a devastated man, bitter, drained of all his strength, burned out by life and its problems. The way he moved, talked and even blinked really gave me the impression that he is ill and almost dying, his eyes always expressing that sense of anguish and desolation of a man in pain, physically and psychically.

This is what I call brilliant acting.

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If anybody else recognizes their gifs in my posts, just message me and I’m happy to mention your name :)

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2:41pm
  
Filed under: David Tennant 
July 18, 2014

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