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I'm Annie.
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In my free time I intense headdesk because fandom things and British people.

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timsenblue:

X-Men: Days of Future Past,Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver,Evan Peters.by疾速k…it is Amazing。。。

timsenblue:

X-Men: Days of Future Past,Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver,Evan Peters.by疾速k…it is Amazing。。。

consulting-doctor-winchester:

mottal:

pugalecki:

when cats lick each other they’re “cute” but when i lick other people i’m a “psychopath”

image

The Sherlock fandom starting to compete with the Supernatural fandom on this gifs thing

callurn:

timeladyonthetardis:

callurn:

cyanide123:

callurn:

if a girl is angry about something and you blame it on her period, you deserve a high five

with a car

You’re on your period right?

I am a 17 year old boy

i love how you felt the need to add your age there

Everyone knows that boys don’t get their periods
until they’re 20 at least

The friend zone is very real. We have all had someone we were close to that we realized we were crushing on in a big way - but we hated ourselves for it. As much as we hoped and prayed things would change for the better, many of us acknowledged that our love for the other person was going to be detrimental towards the relationship. The people in this kind of friend zone cry while watching romance movies or go out and get drunk and kiss strangers. We make sure to keep a respectful distance between the person we like and ourselves - we are distinctly afraid of fucking things up because of our shitty heart being a complete dickweed and doing the thumpy thing when it shouldn’t.

The Friend Zone is entirely false and is a complete invention made by boys who on one hand get angry if they think you’re soliciting sex by playing video games but on the other hand get angry if you are not soliciting sex just by breathing. The Friend Zone consists rarely of actual friends - instead it’s often people who stare at us in class and make us uncomfortable by constantly trying to talk to us while we’re obviously engaged in something else. These are the people who invade our personal space and aren’t afraid to talk dismissively about the things which we are passionate about - our faith in particular.

These are not kind people. Once I was in a hospital’s waiting room and a woman was quietly saying a prayer for her son. After a few minutes, several other people joined in, linking their hands and bowing their heads. The boy next to me began to talk loudly to me about how disgusting and juvenile it was and how amused he happened to be by the behavior of the “sheep.”

"I’m Catholic," I replied, looking into his eyes, "I think what they’re doing is beautiful."

He looked down my shirt. “You seemed more intelligent than that,” he snorted, “I should have known. Are you even reading that book or are you just skimming?”

I blinked. I wish I had said something like, “No, I’m just breathing in the words and hoping they stick,” but instead I just gave him a dirty look and tried to tune him out. He kept talking to me for the better part of an hour.

Eventually, he got around to asking me out for coffee. I wanted to explain I was waiting for my mother to get out of chemotherapy, that my family was poised on the edge of a terrible end, that I barely knew him and basically already hated him. Instead, I smiled sheepishly and said, “I’d rather not.”

"You bitch," he replied. I watched his face flare hot. "You sluts are all like this. You play hard-to-get faux-intelligent and you lead people on just to hurt them."

"I’m…?" I started. I was scared. He was in my face. His hands were curled into fists.

"You’re all like this," he repeated. At this point, a few of the other people in the room were staring. I was pressed against the side of my chair, trying to get as far from him as I could. He wouldn’t lower his voice. "You fucking friend zone all the nice guys and date shitty asshole men and then come crying to our shoulders when you need someone."

I am not a confrontational person. Panic bubbled in my throat. I felt tears jump into my eyes. I started stuttering again. I was really honestly positive he was going to hurt me - for no other reason than turning down coffee.

This is the difference between the friend zone and the Friend Zone: one is hating yourself for liking the other person. The other is hating the other person for not liking you.

A nighttime story about why the terrible deep Friend Zone, mostly written because about seventeen boys have asked what I mean when I complain about it. (via inkskinned)

stopdropandvogue:

When I look down at this golden statue, may it remind me and every little child that no matter where you are from, your dreams are valid. ” - Lupita Nyong’o wins Best Actress in a Supporting Role for “12 Years a Slave” at the 86th Annual Academy Awards.

She wore a custom Prada ice blue gown that was inspired by champagne bubbles. Little sequins ran along the pleats giving the dress subtly enchanting details. On the red carpet Lupita, a native Kenyan, described her dress stating, “It’s a blue that reminds me of Nairobi, so I wanted to have a little bit of home.” She paired the gorgeous dress with a sparkling headband and mint green nail polish. Her good luck charm was a family totem, a little frog ring that she wore on her pinky finger.
Congratulations Lupita!

bubblesbythebeach:

gonorryeehaw:

Jennifer Lawrence feels her powers fade as Lupita Nyong’o rises to become the next supreme

This is how you win the Hunger Games. You go down, you take everyone down with you in a blaze of rotten glory.

cumberlordofcuteness:

cumberbum:

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH BENEDICT AT THE OSCARS?!

he is on crack Fire! xD

cumberlordofcuteness:

cumberbum:

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH BENEDICT AT THE OSCARS?!

he is on crack Fire! xD

coconutmilk83:

Meryl Streep | 86th Annual Academy Awards - Red Carpet, 2014 (✗)

coconutmilk83:

Meryl Streep | 86th Annual Academy Awards - Red Carpet, 2014 ()