pele:

harrypotterismylife:

(whysosiriusblack:m3licakes:lillyyellow:ifwewerefeckless:heartbrokenunderground:nextuesday:(via smusical)

(via shamonelyssx)

justbesplendid:

keira

(via malfoyy)

danklex:

Yes, because there are laws, there are laws of time. Once upon a time there were people in charge of those laws, but they died. They all died. Do you know who that leaves? Me! It’s taken me all these years to realise, the laws of time are mine. And they will obey me!

Malcolm Tucker as the New Doctor.

Amirite?

Everytime I see an advert or something on the telly for Twilight, I want to vomit a little.

After, of course, stealing Taylor Lautner to lock him up in a room until he turns 18.

But after that, burn the reel!

(via papertissue)

(via misswallflower)

the-burrow:

fuckyeahtwilightsucks:

grawr:

thedailywhat:

chainsawsuit.

lolololol

(via poeticheartache)

rewindmymind:

wordsoflove:
staygold—:
wakethedevil:
hungryforstrays:
myscientificbest:
ifuckinglovetea:
frozenintheheadlight:
jadensgame:
nuncateolvidare:
(via ridingphonelines)

(via papertissue)

And maybe I’ll sleep at the station because there’s nothing to go home to but an empty fridge and some stale mayonnaise.

And maybe I’ll make friends with the guys sleeping under cardboard boxes and newspapers and we’ll discuss what it means to love and to live.

And maybe I’ll wander the city, one lost particle in a dust storm of Mondays, late nights and reports due yesterday.

And maybe I’ll get on a plane or a ship and get lost in places I’ve never been lost in before.

And maybe I’ll keep my phone on me in case you call. And tell me there’s something to come home to.