i’m on an internet purchase high (◡‿◡✿)
Hermione launched herself forwards and started punching every inch of him that she could reach.
'Ouch — ow — gerroff! What the — ? Hermione — OW!'
I can put my legs behind my head and sing ‘Happy Birthday.’ Because that’s something that me and my friends used to do when we were in gymnastics class as kids, and I can still do it. I was doing it since I was 8 and 9. They used to call me Gumby. Very bendy.
Forest is a series of drawings by English artist, illustrator & animator Jamie Mills, showing commodified fragments of fauna and flora exhibited as art-pieces in Damien Hirst-like vitrines.
But if I have this thing, it’s gotta work some of the time. It’s gotta help someone.
You have this kind of pull, like gravity.
I’m so lucky that I fell into your orbit.
LITERATURE MEME ( 2/10 PROSE + LOLITA - VLADIMIR NABOKOV)
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, an initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.
Sansa Stark Appreciation Week: Day 3 - Favorite
—A Feast for Crows