February 2012
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The last GIF in your folder with words are your...
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((OH GALLIFREY))
((…oh dear lord.
Imagine if these were the last things they said to each other.
WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY))
and then I will die from an overdose of angst and sadness because Moffat eats that shit for breakfast
Umm, okay then, I s’pose I’m particularly vulgar?
On the other...
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The street views Google wasn't expecting you to... →
A very cool set of Google street views with a bit of character.
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How to date a writer: Heather O'Neill →
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This Record Player Turns Trees Into Music →
Check this out and watch the video. SO COOL.
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Jerry Brito: Top ten myths about introverts →
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Myth #1 – Introverts don’t like to talk. This is not true. Introverts just don’t talk unless they have something to say. They hate small talk. Get an introvert talking about something they are interested in, and they won’t shut up for days.
Myth #2 – Introverts are shy. Shyness has nothing to…
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Nerdy Day Trips →
Recommended day trips for nerds. Check it out. Like seriously. Right now.
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An excerpt from Canto IV of The City of Dreadful...
“As I came through the desert thus it was, As I came through the desert: From the right A shape came slowly with a ruddy light; A woman with a red lamp in her hand, Bareheaded and barefooted on that strand; O desolation moving with such grace! O anguish with such beauty in thy face! I fell as on my bier, Hope travailed with such fear.
As I came through the desert thus...
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First 20 to reblog get a promo!!
must be following this!
i’ll post in 2 separate lists
&
i’ll bold my favorites!
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Art of Alex →
This is the artist who did my tattoo. Check out his awesome work.
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A list of tattoo artist tumblrs, if you're... →
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The Lady of Shalott by Alfred Lord Tennyson
In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining. Heavily the low sky raining Over tower’d Camelot; Down she came and found a boat Beneath a willow left afloat, And around about the prow she wrote The Lady of Shalott.
And down the river’s dim expanse Like some bold seer in a trance, Seeing all his own mischance...
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Follow her!
Anonymous asked: I really like your blog. You have really good taste in life it seems. Carry on fellow blogger!!
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January 2012
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The Garden of Proserpine, by A.C. Swinburne
Here, where the world is quiet ; Here, where all trouble seems Dead winds’ and spent waves’ riot In doubtful dreams of dreams ; I watch the green field growing For reaping folk and sowing, For harvest-time and mowing, A sleepy world of streams.
I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep ; Of what may come hereafter For men that sow to reap :...