@Markgatiss Benedict Cumberbatch has done fab “Sherlock” canvas in aid of Willow Foundation.He draws too? Some men do have it all…
WHAT BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH CAN DRAW
i am going to kill myself sigh
This pretty much confirms it. Benedict is a fucking god.
I can’t.
(Source: smalltownkansasgeek)
mysearchforhygge replied to your post: My love for you is like diarrhea, I just can’t hold it in
the noise that just came out of my face..
- waitress: what would you like to drink
- me: the blood of my enemies
- waitress:
- me:
- waitress:
- me:
- waitress: is pepsi okay?
Not to be vain or anything. But yes. Everything. Yessss.
Mofftiss needs to make this happen.
(Source: dunstable)
I think I’m done with the text posts for now…So to say a half hearted ‘sorry’ here’s some pussy on pussy action for my dear followers
chronusforbreakfast asked: My love for you is like diarrhea, I just can't hold it in
OH. MY. GOD.
Hands down. Best thing ever said. Ever. The internet is over. We can all go home now.
It’s human nature to be driven to challenge yourself. To be standing on the edge of an enormous precipice and leap into uncertainty. It’s human nature to be adventurous and sporadic.
So, you say to yourself, what does that make you?
You stare down into that great chasm, emotions fighting for control. Fear, excitement, anxiety all battling for your body. But you’re weak. You give in, you never fight it. You always give in to that nagging sensation in the pit of your belly and step down from that ledge.
And you continue to watch person after person step up to the ledge, battle with their emotions, win, and leap. With each person you wonder to yourself what’s wrong with you? Why are you so different? Why are you so…cowardly?
You feel it the moment you open your eyes, you know it by the time you sit up, and you are assured by the time you look in the mirror for the first time that day: it’s going to be a hard one. It’s going to be one of the days that you struggle to feel satisfactory. It comes in waves, these feelings of complete and utter worthlessness. You look at yourself and it’s like looking at a stranger. Who is this vile looking creature with the wiry hair, the baggy eyes, the bulging midsection, and the plump swollen looking lips? What is this thing with the dark soulless eyes, the wide nose, and the uneven skin color? The answer, painfully admitting it to yourself, is you.
That thing is you.
But tomorrow might be better, you hold out that hope. Tomorrow you may wake up and look in the mirror and see something, someone, satisfying, tolerable, god-willing, attractive. Maybe even beautiful. Maybe. But probably not.
(Source: lovesexzodiac)
writing questions for writers who write
red: when and how did you first realize you loved writing?
orange: who is your greatest literary inspiration, and why?
yellow: what is your favorite style?
green: whose style do you imitate the most?
blue: what is your favorite genre/subject on which to write?
indigo: what do you think is the greatest flaw in your writing?
violet: what is your favorite thing about your writing?
pink: what attracts you to writing in general? why do you love it?
silver: top three sources of inspiration
black: your dreams! be published, be a critical success? what?
lemon: do you write fanfiction? if so, what genre? otp?
lime: what are some of the most prevalent themes in your work?
brown: three favorite novels
rainbow: three favorite authors
white: weirdest thing you’ve ever writtenPerfection. This one. NOW I’m going to bed. Lets see that box full when I’m back, okay?
If I don’t get any of these I will be really disappointed…
(Source: worldaccordingwrites)
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