And I guess after over a year of not giving a flying fuck and being in the least jealous relationship of my life, all it takes is five days in the States and one photograph of some chick with her arm around your waist to turn me into an unreasonable ragemonster.

awesomepeoplehangingouttogether:

Ernest Hemingway and Fidel Castro

I’m sat in my living room at the moment, and my flatmate and her boyfriend are watching Silence of the Lambs on the other sofa. And oh man, Jodie Foster’s voice is the fucking greatest thing in the world. And she just said “cunt” and unf unf unf

This works on every level ever.

Seven months early, motherfuckers.

• Cheese slicer
• Slow cooker
• Avocado scooper
• Le Creuset
• Electric whisk
• Decent scales
• Measurey things

Honest to god, this is all I’ve been thinking about recently.

allisonweiss:

Wildlife Control - “Analog or Digital”

Been pretty obsessed with this song since I heard it a couple days ago. Figured I would SHARE IT with my BLOG

I like this a whole lot, plus it made me half want to do some work - hooray!

eggsaregross:

my life.

Except that our library is currently a plague incubation unit because some idiot decided to get ill during exam season AND STILL LEAVE THE HOUSE, ENDANGERING ALL OUR LIVES.

So for me this exam period has been OCCUPY BEDROOM. DO NOT VENTURE OUT OTHER THAN FOR TEA AND FISH FINGER SANDWICHES.

(via thisisnotaphotoblog)

(A list also known as “Links to reasons I will fail my exams” and “Procrastination is the only thing I will ever get a first-class degree in”)

• The first part of Hawking on YouTube, so that I can hopefully indulge in watching it at some point.
• The Bitterroot footage website, because I’m waiting for the film to come out.
• An article on why ‘lipstick lesbians’ have to keep coming out of the closet.
• Three Tumblr Dashboard tabs.
• The Cabin Porn blog because I have yet to find a way of following it (WHY WOULD YOU NOT PROVIDE A BUTTON FOR THAT). Totally SFW, by the way; it’s cabins, not porn.
• A Guardian article on wild swimming in France.
• The West Wing reunion video that I will probably not be able to watch for another few years, because it has people in it that I don’t recognise because I’m only on Season 2.
• An article on how to spot misogynists who think they’re not misogynists.
• An extract on The Guardian from Masculinity in Crisis by Anthony Clare, because I’m currently studying Gregory Burke’s Gagarin Way and it’s, like, totes relevant.
• Emer O’Toole’s article about shaving on The Vagenda Blog. I would like everyone to know that Emer is everything I desire to be because she is smart and funny and politically astute without being an absolute self-righteous wankfuck about it. If you are going to read any of these things, read this one.
• The first parts of Massenet’s Manon by the Wiener Staatsoper and the Berlin State Opera because I also have an exam on that within the next week but have yet to actually see it, so am deciding which production to watch.

Ironically, of course, this list has enabled me to close all but five of these thirteen tabs because I now have handy links to them (bookmarks what?), and might actually allow me to do some bloody work. Oh Tumblr, you work your magic again.

I swear to God Kirra is the only thing that keeps me on Tumblr at all, you guys. SHE JUST MAKES ME FEEL SO BAD FOR NOT POSTING.

Also, her blawg.

camped-out:

An Horse by Leslie Kalohi

I was going to write you guys a really long post about my life and friends and university and summer plans and how last night I shared a bottle of gin with half of the Manchester medics rugby team whilst playing Harry Potter drinking games, then played strip Twister and broke into St Andrews castle all with the help only of my buddy Holly, but

but then I saw this picture and realised that really all I want out of life today is to look this good in a plain white t-shirt.

(via naomicreys)

dailyotter:

Via flightlog

excaliburned:

This is just a massive gpoy of me and Rosa.

This is a true fact.

(Source: lifesuckswearahat, via thesidesofmountains)

guardian:

Pride & Prejudice by Jane Austen
Sonnet 116
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
      If this be error and upon me proved,
     I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

In joint celebration of World Book Night and Shakespeare’s birthday, the poet Don Paterson matched a Shakespeare sonnet to each of the 25 specially chosen titles to be given away up and down the country this evening

Oh you know, just my lecturer picking poems and that. Just chilling in The Guardian.

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I’m not on board with all of them, but the first two (#5 and #4) are spot on.

HAHAHAHAHA YOU GUYS I’M GENUINELY CRYING AND I DON’T THINK ANYONE IN THE REAL WORLD UNDERSTANDS

(Source: jaideputa, via sade)