purplestarlight:

barrel—rider:

Expectations Vs. Reality / Game of thrones

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Welp, heart broken again.

Kind-of Date was a no go. Just for future reference to anyone out there, if you bring someone home to stay with your parents, that is a pretty strong signal that things are going somewhere. Just so you don’t lead anyone on like I was led on. Ugh.

  July 27, 2014 at 08:08pm

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cochleandus:

i’m not saying anything but my absolute favorite hank videos are the

YOU ARE A HUMAN BEING AND THAT MAKES YOU STUPID AND DEPENDENT ON CULTURE AND SELFISH AND BIASED AND FLAWED BUT IT ALSO MAKES YOU UNIQUE AND CREATIVE AND FASCINATING AND MANY-SPLENDORED AND LOVABLE AND AWESOME

I’m tired and I have internet feels

When my alarm went off this morning, I was having one of my typical “late” dreams, where I get so caught up in trying to get ready to go somewhere that I physically can’t get all the tasks done I need to do before I get there.  I was dreaming about being late to work this morning but starting to feel sick, so I had to stop by the HEB on Dunlavy to get some medicine but then the HEB partially turned into a high school and I was getting tickets to something from the theatre department?  And before that, I dreamed I had missed an entire day of work but my apartment didn’t really look like my apartment.

And now I’m at work and in four hours I’ll be on my way to San Antonio with Kind-of Date (that’s what I’ve decided his unfortunate nickname is, in the vein of Poncy) and I’m tired from being unexpectedly crazy busy for the first hour and a half I was here and I have literally been thinking about what this trip will be like for a week and a half and now it’s about to be here but of course none of the hypothetical situations that I imagine ever actually happen.  So many hours of my life wasted, acting out conversations in my head that will never exist.

  July 25, 2014 at 11:57am

absurd-arty:

Stop being so handsome.

Normally I really hate when tumblr puts random posts like “follow this blog!” in your dashboard, but this time, it gave me this beautiful photo of Michael Sheen and damn if I don’t love that smile.

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So, the FIFTY SHADES OF GREY trailer is out.

abbylady:

And I watched it.

And even though I didn’t finish the book and followed all of the controversy and am generally annoyed by the whole damn “phenomenon” that surrounds it, I found myself reluctantly intrigued.

Because everyone’s kinks and quirks and bedroom behavior are perfectly acceptable so long as it’s consensual.

Anyway, if your interest is peaked and you feel so inclined: http://www.today.com/entertainment/watch-full-fifty-shades-grey-movie-trailer-what-we-couldnt-1D79966374

UHHHHHHH WELL SHIT

I love how dramatic the trailer is and it looks so wonderful and trashy I can’t even

ETA: I haven’t read the books and don’t really know much about them at all but still DAYUM

  July 24, 2014 at 02:25pm via abbylady

Dat slightly hungover workday

Popping advil and chugging water like it’s going out of style.

  July 24, 2014 at 02:17pm

The mezzo agenda: kissing sopranos, stealing ribbons, wearing pants, and feminism

that-feminist-soprano (via operarox)

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  July 24, 2014 at 01:47pm via operarox

sherlockbringthejam:

awidesetvagina:

this is still the best story ever told at a talk show

(To anyone wondering, this is Vivaldi’s Gloria: Laudamus te. She’s spot on.)

This never gets old.

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You are a woman. Skin and bones, veins and nerves, hair and sweat. You are not made of metaphors. Not apologies, not excuses.

Sarah Kay   (via oulalalove)

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