I'm a freelance editor as well as an aspiring novelist. (It doesn't seem right to claim to be a novelist while my novel isn't ready to be read by anyone, yeah?) I reblog things because I like and/or care about them. I'm 23, and tinyscribblequeenfromspace is my talented and awesome sister. We're from Illinois. I enjoy: language, literature, learning, Harry Potter, the Avengers, Welcome to Night Vale, Elementary, Sleepy Hollow, Firefly, Buffy, Mean Girls, the Cornetto Trilogy, Adventure Time, Gravity Falls, Bob's Burgers, Community, Pushing Daisies, Orange is the New Black, OUaT, and the Daily Show/Colbert/Last Week Tonight. Here be amusements, anti-bigotry, feminism, fangirling...


1. Buy an extremely large amount of snow

2. Send it to the girl you like

3. Call her up a few days later and say “did you get my drift”

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being really into history is cooler than being into math or science… someone who likes math and science is called a “math nerd” or a “science geek” but someone who likes history is called a “history buff” because of their strong, sensual arms

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“Other people are not medicine.”

 —Amy Poehler (via ugh)

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reblog if you ARE gay, if you SUPPORT gays, or if you like to OPEN people’s WINDOWS in the middle of the NIGHT and put DOZENS of GEESE in their BEDROOMS

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“As Arnold points out, there is an otherwise inexplicable shift in direction in the Piccadilly line passing east out of South Kensington. “In fact,” she writes, “the tunnel curves between Knightsbridge and South Kensington stations because it was impossible to drill through the mass of skeletal remains buried in Hyde Park.” I will admit that I think she means “between Knightsbridge and Hyde Park Corner”—although there is apparently a “small plague pit dating from around 1664” beneath Knightsbridge Green—but I will defer to Arnold’s research.

But to put that another way, the ground was so solidly packed with the interlocked skeletons of 17th-century victims of the Great Plague that the Tube’s 19th-century excavation teams couldn’t even hack their way through them all. The Tube thus had to swerve to the side along a subterranean detour in order to avoid this huge congested knot of skulls, ribs, legs, and arms tangled in the soil—an artificial geology made of people, caught in the throat of greater London.”


London and Its Dead

i read shit like this and think what could my imagination possibly have to add

like how do i write something about london that’s weirder than london already is?

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Night on Bald Mountain sequence in Disney’s Fantasia (1940)

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The Pastoral Symphony from Fantasia

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let us have a moment of silence for those who unknowingly dated and broke up with a future celebrity

my math teacher dated Ryan Gosling in highschool.

my neighbor dated bill nye the science guy

well my godmother dated david tennant when they were 16

my boyfriend dated me



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