Cute, with variable definitons

5.31.12//18:09

rummage around in mum’s closet

find like a hundred prismacolor pencils

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gyhidsalkdsabhkgsjsdf

13:55

brodinsons:

sapfira23:

cute ♥

screams and cries because baby burrito hemsworth

(via black-nata)

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11:04

since i got home from MIT

whatshouldtimcallme:

(Source: whatshouldnyucallme, via warpcore)

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trufax

5.30.12//23:22

(via falconrune)

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loki

5.29.12//22:56

orangetigger:

I DO WHAT I WANT!!

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20:46

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excuse me this is the best thing

I started hyperventilating

(Source: hootingblues, via brokeyourstupidcrap)

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music all the awesome condensed into one song

19:18

mrssylargray:

OMG, this child

credit for the head up: Londonphile

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star trek bless this post

15:36

drzwi-do-szafy:

joannaestep:

judgebunny:

briannacherrygarcia:

madhattress330:

lysnk2:

goldfishchronicles:

risksareforsurvivors:

Shot in my jaw. Awesome.

that means i was shot/stabbed in the ass. lovely.

…my ass?

…The inside of my thigh?

Holy shit, I have one on my knee. I TOOK AN ARROW TO THE KNEE YOU GUYS.

Shot behind my left ear. Or I was Van Gogh.

Took a knife to the underside of my jaw. I’m hard to kill.

I still wonder how that burnt stick on the front of my ankle killed me exactly…

Apparently a knife to the elbow caused me to bleed out or something. That’s pathetic.

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5.28.12//21:24

Happy Anniversary.

number1odinson:

frostblooded:

number1odinson:

frostblooded:

Loki places a hand over his chest in mock affront. “Not at all. I’m merely agreeing with you that I should come to live here, and thus demonstrate my newfound benevolence to everyone you know.”

He pauses once more, pressing his lips into a thin line. “Truly?”

“No more tricks, no more mischief— just you and I, brothers once more.”

Loki pushes aside the cake plates and sets both of his palms on the table, as if to suggest that he has nothing to hide. That’s not true, of course, but he knows that Thor will see the gesture for exactly what it isn’t. “We’ll be thick as thieves.”

And Thor does— at first. But then his eyes wander away from his brother’s outstretched hands to the science magazines and star charts strewn across the countertops. He sees Jane’s research, her precious studies, her whole world set up inside this fragile little home, and he realizes that the choices he makes are not only for himself now, but for them both.
So if he is wrong about this…she would be the one to pay the price.

“I am sorry, Loki. But I do not know if I can trust you.” His focus returns to his brother’s silhouette. “I was the one who banished you to this realm you so despise, so my word can also release you from it. Go home to Asgard. Go anywhere you like. This will be my gift to you in honor of the passing year.”