Winningest Winner

Tattooed, pierced, vegetarian, Whovian, artist; part-time nanny, part-time retail associate, full-time awesome. I love the smell of old books, I'm in love with pink hair, and I have a "to-do list" of tattoos too long for my body to display. Most of all, I love my besties. The Rose to my Ten, the Amy to my Eleven; my lifetime companions:)
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suicideblonde:

Astrid Bergès-Frisbey photographed by Ellen von Unwerth for Vogue Italia, March 2012

suicideblonde:

Astrid Bergès-Frisbey photographed by Ellen von Unwerth for Vogue Italia, March 2012

oh-deir:

ACTUAL MESSAGE OF (500) DAYS OF SUMMER THAT NO ONE ACTUALLY REALIZES

(via misterchekov)

nevillegonnagiveuup:

justanotherdayinlife:

animalcrackersinmyblog:

totallynotagentphilcoulson:

I just got this joke. Granted, the last time I actually sat down and watched the whole movie was when I was 14, but for my entire life I thought it was a “you two are not good looking people” joke. I just realized it’s a “that’s obviously a dude in drag, but I don’t care about who you love when it comes to love” joke.

My god am I a fucking idiot.

She fucking throws glitter. How much more obvious does it get.

THE FUCKING EPIPHANY.

Apparently, in the Norwegian version she actually says “Brave of you to come out of the closet.” 

(Source: disneyyandmore, via misterchekov)

denounces:

I JUST WANT A BOY TO LIKE ME AND THINK I AM PRETTY AND WANT TO KISS ME AND OTHER THINGS AND GO TO CONCERTS WITH ME AND GO CAMPING AND WATCH THE STARS AND TALK ABOUT THE UNIVERSE AND UGH

(via notmybaconyoubitch)