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The Beatles #1 albums by year
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enjolras considers
It’s quite sad if you think about it. All those barricade boys loving him and Emjorlas crushing on Marius. which is why hes all like dude stop talking about cossette and just join me in my barricade if you know what I mean!.
oh god i need to stop
there should be an ed sheeran generator where you type something into it and it makes it sound beautiful and eloquent
like “i dropped my pen onto the floor” would translate to “the magic wand with which i pour out the workings of my soul onto a white blank page cascaded from my fingertips onto the cold, unforgiving ground”
are you ed sheeran
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in-demigodishness-and-all-that:
I swear, I am going to reblog this the entire time I see it.
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These are real fucking stallions.
This picture is great from the start, and then you realize that they’re literally wearing her shoes and it makes it that much better.
This is beautiful.
They look better than me in heelsI will never not reblog this.
I never noticed before that they’re actually wearing heels. That is fantastic.
a-freaking-mazing…omg they’re wearing heels!
Best ever
I wonder what would happen if there was a campaign that said ” Walk in his boots, use his equipment”
Oh my god. I love this.
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‘Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her.
I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…
I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’
‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’
What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!
I’ve got two daughters who will have to make their way in this skinny-obsessed world, and it worries me, because I don’t want them to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.
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J.K. Rowling
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MOM: I’ve been seriously thinking about doing exercise.
ME: you don’t think you just have to do
despite the fact that water tastes like nothing, it’s actually really good
like
how does it manage to do that
be tasty with no taste
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Oatmeal is awesome, healthy, and awesome.
