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Why don’t you have a filler episode with no real stakes that’s focused more on exploring character relationships than moving any sort of plot along and maybe you’ll feel better

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A Scribble with Fangs

(aka a Xie Wang starter kit)

Caption from Sharp Objects by Gillian Flynn // Lauren Eden // Hannibal, S2E10 // "Cat's Eye," by Margaret Atwood // "Dark Places," by Gillian Flynn // "Faulty," by Leila Chatti // "And My Father's Love Was Nothing Next to God's Will," by Amatullah Bourdon // “The Crucible,” by Arthur Miller //

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@the2headedcalf / On Love, Alain de Botton /  @tilthat / Céline Sciamma / Twitter: Nightshiftmp3 / Twitter: Thepartypope / Portrait of a Lady on Fire / The Clean House, Sarah Ruhl / The History of the Band-Aid / weird-facts.org / 

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The first time my father took me to the beach, I was 7 and the ocean began to smell like him. I searched for him every time I visited the shore and felt his anger in tsunamis and his love in the sea breeze on quiet summer nights. And in all of the rage and salt and waves, I understood how people created gods from fire and sky, how people can love to the point of creation.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

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possibly one of the most hilarious exchanges on doctor who 

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The Myth of Sisyphus, Albert Camus

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♥ ♥ ♥

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My autistic brother created a new family Christmas tradition

Okay, so last year, my mom bought this Christmas moose that she lovingly named Barry

This is him

Cute, right?

Well, for whatever reason only known to my brother, he decided that he wanted to put Barry in different rooms of our house and it usually scares the shit out of whomever happens upon Barry; usually the person who finds him is the person that my brother wanted to scare.

So far, Barry has been found

On our dining room table

On my dad's side of my parents' bed

In my parents' closet

Outside their bedroom door (at 5 in the morning and scared my mother shitless)

Near the kitchen door

Near my fucking bed

At the bottom of my sister's stairwell

In our bathroom

And down the hallway

This has gone on for 9 days and it doesn't seem to show signs of stopping. Most of the time we know who gets Barry because it's always followed with a very loud "FUCKING BARRY!!!!!"

My brother is the funniest fucking person I know.

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I wanna learn how to be kind again cause i think i have forgotten how to.

How do u go back to who you were.

How can you be kind again if your mind tells you never were kind to begin with

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Reblog if you think that men can wear dresses, trying to prove a point to my dad

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