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teachytv:

10 years ago today, Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way went back in time to sedouce Volxemort and protect all of us from his evil plans

reblog this post to honor Enoby’s brave sacrifice, ignore if you’re a prep or a poser


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clarswalds replied to your post: So I’ve been trying to read poetry tod…

Same. I never understand it. Well, I do but I never feel anything. It just feels so… corny, and I hate those sort of things.

I don’t understand anything, it’s almost like I can’t crack the code of what the language is trying to say. Corny or not I’m left in a permanent “what?” state.

urbancatfitters:

i’ve dated at least *counts on fingers* zero people


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So I’ve been trying to read poetry today, I still don’t get it. Am I supposed to feel something? Should I learn the words? What is it about poetry that I should find appealing?

It’s because I’m dead inside, isn’t it?

sing-me-an-atlas:

Charlie McDonnell's Dance Recess

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DUDE DUDE DUDE

My self-bettering season has begun. That means I’m officially productive in my free time. It’s good, I’ve missed doing the stuff I like.

Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should’ve gotten more. (…) Augustus Waters talked so much that he’d interrupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness. But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.’

I found a copy of the Twilight AU that became 50 Shades of Grey.

50shadesofwhy:

thewinterwidow:

princess-sparklemullet:

ryeisenberg:

ryeisenberg:

  • It’s called Master of the Universe.
  • It was originally published on Fanfiction.net (aka where fanfiction goes to die).
  • E.L. James’ pen name was Snowqueens Icedragon because of course it was.
  • Snowqueens Icedragon does not use quotation marks. 
  • She does, however, make up expressions like "my very small inner goddess sways in a gentle victorious samba" and “I can almost hear his sphinx-like smile through the phone.”
  • They spend more time filling out sex-related paperwork than they do actually having sex.
  • This is my reaction to all of the sex scenes:
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  • Because the human body doesn’t work like that
  • This is my reaction to everything else:
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  • Because the english language doesn’t work like that.

The 50 Shades of Grey trailer just dropped, so here’s a link to the original Twilight fanfiction that the book is “based” off of, because if you’re gonna read the book before you see the movie you might as well read it in its original format. 

Oh my god it has those banner photoshop graphics we all spent at least a week thinking were really cool and a sign of a quality fic

Reblogging again because her ff.net profile still exists, though it doesn’t have anything on it.

For those not in the know!