little doormouse
ellie, 21, new englander on the temporary side of long term. avid fan of lowercase. occasional insomniac. audiophile, playlist addict, future film soundtrack-er. vocabulary nut. incidental writer. reed van kamp's unbiological twin. little baby gay. television junkie.
Women are afraid of meeting a serial killer. Men are afraid of meeting someone fat.
When Strangers Click, a 2011 documentary about online dating.
It reminds me of that famous Margaret Atwood quote: “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.” It also reminds me of something written by one of the mods of Sex Worker Problems: “Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”
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❝ I’m totally an anxious mess all the time. There’s a constant dialogue going on in my brain, and it’s just reminding me of all the failures that I have had, and all of the things I need to do, and all of the things I’m not doing good enough. ❞
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the romanovs - a miniseries
a would-be ten part series detailing the beginning of a reign, and the end of an imperial dynasty.nicholas II - chris pine
alexandra - emily blunt
grigori rasputin - viggo mortensen
olga - jennifer lawrence
tatiana- freya mavor
maria - lily collins
anastasia - hailee steinfeld
alexei - isaac hempstead-wright
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The Starks
credits to owner
Arya + Tony = best fake sibling pairing of all time
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Fall Out Boy - First show of the Save Rock and Roll Tour // May 14th, 2013.
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Invitation to an Area night club party. The capsule was placed in water and the invitation appeared. Area was open from 1983 to 1987.
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You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked “female”.
Erin McKean, You Don’t Have to Be Pretty (via larmoyante)
as if men had a monopoly on murder.
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whatever you’re expecting I promise it’s not what you’re expecting
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[Braavos] At the top she found a set of carved wooden doors twelve feet high. The left-hand door was made of weirwood pale as bone, the right of gleaming ebony. In their center was a carved moon face; ebony on the weirwood side, weirwood on the ebony. The look of it reminded her somehow of the heart tree in the godswood at Winterfell.
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New pieces! Finally out of the three day slump.
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“Up and down,” Meera would sigh sometimes as they walked, “then down and up. Then up and down again. I hate these stupid mountains of yours, Prince Bran.”
“Yesterday you said you loved them.”
“Oh, I do. My lord father told me about mountains, but I never saw one till now. I love them more than I can say.”
Bran made a face at her. “But you just said you hated them.”
“Why can’t it be both?” Meera reached up to pinch his nose.
“Because they’re different,” he insisted. “Like night and day, or ice and fire.”
“If ice can burn,” said Jojen in his solemn voice, “then love and hate can mate. Mountain or marsh, it makes no matter. The land is one.”
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