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(12:03pm)
Do you know the coffee shop at 123 4th Avenue between 12th and 13th streets?
(12:20)
I think so?
(12:21)
Yes or no?
(12:23)
Yes.
(12:25)
Okay. I want you to go there and tell them your name. Any time today, but it has to be today.Today we visited the coffee shop from Little Numbers, Think Coffee. And, just our luck, there was a little sketch on the chalkboard sign that said, “the coffee took my breath away.” Yes, we all ugly cried.
(via darrenflawlesscriss)
Under ACTA, airport officials would be allowed to search your MP3 player for pirated content
But…how? Also…no?
(Source: dragonsigma)
6 days ago - 
9582
9582 Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.
C.S. Lewis (via quote-book) (via purekliaination) (via darren-and-criss)
Reblog if you legally purchased something BECAUSE you saw it on YouTube or downloaded it.
And without the so-called piracy, you would never have discovered or gotten into it to begin with.
(via darrenflawlesscriss)
don't dream it, be it: What happens if you fall in love with a writer?
Lots of things might happen. That’s the thing about writers. They’re unpredictable. They might bring you eggs in bed for breakfast, or they might all but ignore you for days. They might bring you eggs in bed at three in the morning. Or they might wake you up for sex at three in the morning. Or make love at four in the afternoon. They might not sleep at all. Or they might sleep right through the alarm and forget to get you up for work. Or call you home from work to kill a spider. Or refuse to speak to you after finding out you’ve never seen To Kill A Mockingbird. Or spend the last of the rent money on five kinds of soap. Or sell your textbooks for cash halfway through the semester. Or leave you love notes in your pockets. Or wash you pants with Post-It notes in the pockets so your laundry comes out covered in bits of wet paper. They might cry if the Post-It notes are unread all over your pants. It’s an unpredictable life.
But what happens if a writer falls in love with you?
This is a little more predictable. You will find your hemp necklace with the glass mushroom pendant around the neck of someone at a bus stop in a short story. Your favorite shoes will mysteriously disappear, and show up in a poem. The watch you always wear, the watch you own but never wear, the fact that you’ve never worn a watch: they suddenly belong to characters you’ve never known. And yet they’re you. They’re not you; they’re someone else entirely, but they toss their hair like you. They use the same colloquialisms as you. They scratch their nose when they lie like you. Sometimes they will be narrators; sometimes protagonists, sometimes villains. Sometimes they will be nobodies, an unimportant, static prop. This might amuse you at first. Or confuse you. You might be bewildered when books turn into mirrors. You might try to see yourself how your beloved writer sees you when you read a poem about someone who has your middle name or prose about someone who has never seen To Kill A Mockingbird. These poems and novels and short stories, they will scatter into the wind. You will wonder if you’re wandering through the pages of some story you’ve never even read. There’s no way to know. And no way to erase it. Even if you leave, a part of you will always be left behind.
If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.
(via struckbysherlock)
1 week ago - 20235
20235 the freaking cats get me every single time….I’m dying!
omg. cat atelier.
This cat is better dressed than me.
I’m grateful for every new week that I get to spend with the woman I have loved my entire life.
I saw this man on the Metro this past Monday, and asked him who the flowers were for. They were for his wife. They’ve been married for 47 years. FORTY-SEVEN. Every Monday, he brings her home flowers after work. My heart died at that moment.
1 week ago - 13
13
FIGHTIN EVIL BY MOONLITE
i don’t wanna draw them in sailor skirts i’m sorry i haev standards >:Tdanceking: I was randomly thinking today that if you drew Sherlock and John in a Sailor Moon outfit it’d be super funny an cute. /runs away into pit of shamesailorkelsey: Perhaps Sherlock and John as Sailor Scouts? (* 7 *)sirthatguy: Would you please draw Consulting detective transformation sailor moon style?lamunes: Magical girl and Sherlock, that is my prompt.I.
CANNOT.
I have lost the ability to CAN.
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Me meo XDDDDDDD
