If you didn’t think “Shia LaBeouf” could get better, you were wrong.
I literally can’t believe this exists there are tears in my eyes that I don’t remember crying
Oscar de la Renta New York Spring 2014 - Details
#this show took some turns down some suspect alleys along the way but #as manifestos go the ‘shared power’ theme running through this scene TAKES SOME F*CKING BEATNG #a giant ‘screw you’ to the Batman-esque Saviour complex running though most dude-focussed superhero franchises #’it’s me and only me who must save the helpless!’ vs ‘HERE TAKE THIS - AND USE IT TO SAVE YOURSELF AND OTHERS’ #you don’t hide power and hoard power and swoop in to impose your power on others to ‘save’ them #you share it #you teach it #’are you ready to be strong?’ #[i’m not crying YOU’RE crying] (via harrietvane)
By Year 9, I hated it. I was doing Game of Thrones and trying to fit in at school, catching up with my schoolwork, surrounded by people who didn’t like me. I was different and being different doesn’t go down well at secondary school. It wasn’t necessarily bullying, just girls being girls. They would have hated anyone – it was anger at the opportunity. That [opportunity] doesn’t happen to girls where we come from.
whenever I feel bad about having a weird name I remind myself that C.S. Lewis’ middle name was Staples
When I was a kid, one of my family members quoted the first line of Dawn Treader—"There was a boy named Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it"—and I said, "Brave words from a man whose name was Clive Staples Lewis," and my mom lost it.
Halloween on tumblr ideas: ask your followers to submit a character and you have to closet cosplay that character, no matter how inadequitley equipped you are