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Cori,
18,
Freshman,
INFP
Formerly corisaysrawr,
*Jesus Freak*
(For more look at my "About Me" page)
2 3 4 5
How I imagine it went down
C.S. Lewis: I made you a character in my book!
J.R.R. Tolkien: OMG me too!
Lewis: You're the man who created the wardrobe that leads to Narnia!
Tolkien: ...
Lewis: Who am I?
Tolkien: A tree
Lewis: ............
Tolkien: But, like, a cool tree

naruto-uzumagay:

tore-ge-uchiha:

naruto-uzumagay:

YOU DON’T KNOW HOW BAD IT HURTS TO LOVE A FICTIONAL CHARACTER

REALLY LOVE THEM. YOU FEEL FOR THEM AND HOLD EMPATHY AND WANT TO MAKE THEM FEEL BETTER AND JUST WANT TO BE THERE FOR THEM

BUT YOU CAN’T BECAUSE THEY’RE NOT REAL

Do you need a hug?

YES I NEED A HUG I AM EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED TO FAKE PEOPLE

bucketofpeaches:

Asexuals don’t fuck around.

Artist:
White Stripes
Track:
Seven Nation Army (Glitch Mob Remix)
Plays:
9,163 plays

1337b34ts:

White Stripes - Seven Nation Army (Glitch Mob Remix)

omgthatdressxx:

How to Pack Luggage?

REBLOG | Posted 2 weeks ago With 392,475 notes
tags: #ref

100 Acre Wood mini-games (✿◠‿◠)

anonof5puns:

forgivensam:

dick-jenga:

a muggleborn student gets called a mudblood, so they lick their hand and wipe it on the pureblood’s face, singing “got mud on your face, you big disgrace, somebody better put you back into your place”

all the muggleborns in the vicinity immediately go *STOMP STOMP CLAP* repeatedly gettting closer and closer to the pureblood

and the pureblood’s like “holy shit is this some muggle damning ritual or something AM I GOING TO HELL I’M SORRY”

cadysamuels:

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imageThis show received 42 emmy nominations.

artlung:

Mo’ne Davis leads her team to win the Little League World Series

Davis will be the first American girl to play in Williamsport since 2004. She downplayed her personal accomplishment, but her pitching performance on national television showed that gender is no barrier.

"More girls should join boys’ teams so it could be a tradition and it wouldn’t be so special," she said.

Photo: Philadelphia Inquirer

REBLOG | Posted 2 weeks ago With 10,650 notes
tags: #fave

tiger-in-the-flightdeck:

venipede:

can we please understand that “depressed” is an actual emotion as well as a mental disorder

just because you say you feel depressed one day doesn’t mean you’re claiming to have depression and it’s an actual emotion and if you say “i’m feeling depressed today” is absolutely okay because it is in fact a mood and a clinical disorder

This post? This is a very important post. 

REBLOG | Posted 2 weeks ago With 142,207 notes
tags: #text

Genie, I wish he knew how much happiness he brought to people. I wish it didn’t end like this and I wish.. he will live on through the mark he left behind on all our lives.

O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:

But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;

Here captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;

Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

Walt Whitman, “O captain! My captain!” (via clothobuerocracy)

rest in peace, robin…

(via rufiozuko)

itsalessia:

The death of Robin Williams has taught me a very important lesson: that you can be loved by the entire world and still feel incredibly alone. I think his death comes as such a shock to the world because he is the epitome of happiness and is so “full of life”, that his way of leaving us all seems an impossible contradiction.

To a man whose performances had an impact on my interest in pursuing a career in entertainment. I don’t think there will be another quite like you. A true talent who I always hoped I’d somehow have the pleasure of meeting one day. 

Rest in Paradise, Robin Williams. Make em’ laugh in heaven.

How I imagine it went down
C.S. Lewis: I made you a character in my book!
J.R.R. Tolkien: OMG me too!
Lewis: You're the man who created the wardrobe that leads to Narnia!
Tolkien: ...
Lewis: Who am I?
Tolkien: A tree
Lewis: ............
Tolkien: But, like, a cool tree
tags:
#feelings

naruto-uzumagay:

tore-ge-uchiha:

naruto-uzumagay:

YOU DON’T KNOW HOW BAD IT HURTS TO LOVE A FICTIONAL CHARACTER

REALLY LOVE THEM. YOU FEEL FOR THEM AND HOLD EMPATHY AND WANT TO MAKE THEM FEEL BETTER AND JUST WANT TO BE THERE FOR THEM

BUT YOU CAN’T BECAUSE THEY’RE NOT REAL

Do you need a hug?

YES I NEED A HUG I AM EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED TO FAKE PEOPLE

tags:
#eyyyy
#puns
#asexy

bucketofpeaches:

Asexuals don’t fuck around.

tags:
#music
#glitch mob
Artist: White Stripes
Track: "Seven Nation Army (Glitch Mob Remix)"
Plays: 9,163 plays

1337b34ts:

White Stripes - Seven Nation Army (Glitch Mob Remix)

tags:
#ref

omgthatdressxx:

How to Pack Luggage?

tags:
#kh
#pooh bear
#sora

100 Acre Wood mini-games (✿◠‿◠)

tags:
#harry potter
#fave

anonof5puns:

forgivensam:

dick-jenga:

a muggleborn student gets called a mudblood, so they lick their hand and wipe it on the pureblood’s face, singing “got mud on your face, you big disgrace, somebody better put you back into your place”

all the muggleborns in the vicinity immediately go *STOMP STOMP CLAP* repeatedly gettting closer and closer to the pureblood

and the pureblood’s like “holy shit is this some muggle damning ritual or something AM I GOING TO HELL I’M SORRY”

tags:
#the office

cadysamuels:

image

image

image

image

image

image

image

image

image

image

image

imageThis show received 42 emmy nominations.

tags:
#fave

artlung:

Mo’ne Davis leads her team to win the Little League World Series

Davis will be the first American girl to play in Williamsport since 2004. She downplayed her personal accomplishment, but her pitching performance on national television showed that gender is no barrier.

"More girls should join boys’ teams so it could be a tradition and it wouldn’t be so special," she said.

Photo: Philadelphia Inquirer

tags:
#text

tiger-in-the-flightdeck:

venipede:

can we please understand that “depressed” is an actual emotion as well as a mental disorder

just because you say you feel depressed one day doesn’t mean you’re claiming to have depression and it’s an actual emotion and if you say “i’m feeling depressed today” is absolutely okay because it is in fact a mood and a clinical disorder

This post? This is a very important post. 

Genie, I wish he knew how much happiness he brought to people. I wish it didn’t end like this and I wish.. he will live on through the mark he left behind on all our lives.

O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:

But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;

Here captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;

Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

Walt Whitman, “O captain! My captain!” (via clothobuerocracy)

rest in peace, robin…

(via rufiozuko)

itsalessia:

The death of Robin Williams has taught me a very important lesson: that you can be loved by the entire world and still feel incredibly alone. I think his death comes as such a shock to the world because he is the epitome of happiness and is so “full of life”, that his way of leaving us all seems an impossible contradiction.

To a man whose performances had an impact on my interest in pursuing a career in entertainment. I don’t think there will be another quite like you. A true talent who I always hoped I’d somehow have the pleasure of meeting one day. 

Rest in Paradise, Robin Williams. Make em’ laugh in heaven.