LUNIETTA

Nothing special, really. // Mostly WHO & fandom related.

Apr 22

mspbandj:

hankgreensmoustache:

champagne-paradise:

kaworushin:

wouldnt it be fucking scary if you had a clock that counted down until the moment you die. like what if it could be altered too like one day it says 70 years left but then you do something and it says 10 minutes left and youre like what the fuck i fucked up i fucked up i fucked up

omg

what if you got on a plane and then as soon as it took off everybodys clock changed to 20 minutes

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(via ministry-of-whovians)


Apr 21

People, talk to me! I want to know you and talk to you and get to know how your lives are! What have you been doing today?


do you ever just wonder if there’s someone who secretly thinks about you and wants to talk to you but doesn’t know how

(via throughascannerdarkly)


theonewhosawitall:

emilylouiserichardson:

The last picture is the face of fear.

no that last picture is him wondering if he had a kid without knowing it

(via celestialeuphonium)


enchantedlydisney:

ever-changing-eyes-rp:

asktheevolvingbug:

fyiconicboyz:

thisisvodka:

gambler-x:

disneydear:

I will never let myself scroll past a picture of Walt and not reblog it. I feel like I’d be dishonoring him, and he’s just done so much for me that it’s just not right.

Mr. Disney



Bless this man for enriching my childhood.

People who don’t reblog this
DISHONOR
DISHONOR ON YOUR WHOLE FAMILY
DISHONOR ON YOU
DISHONOR ON YOUR COW



I shit you not my parents met at Disney

I cannot not reblog this eveytime it pops out on my dash

enchantedlydisney:

ever-changing-eyes-rp:

asktheevolvingbug:

fyiconicboyz:

thisisvodka:

gambler-x:

disneydear:

I will never let myself scroll past a picture of Walt and not reblog it. I feel like I’d be dishonoring him, and he’s just done so much for me that it’s just not right.

Mr. Disney

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Bless this man for enriching my childhood.

People who don’t reblog this

DISHONOR

DISHONOR ON YOUR WHOLE FAMILY

DISHONOR ON YOU

DISHONOR ON YOUR COW

I shit you not my parents met at Disney

I cannot not reblog this eveytime it pops out on my dash

(via epitome-slytherin)


glam00ur:

all 46 excuses on my friends wall, 

1. i was just really, really early for tomorrow

2. we can’t all be usain bolt

3. in this day and age, we shouldn’t need labels like “late”

4. i had pe first period do you blame me

5. i really, really didn’t want to sing

6. my brother thought it would be hilarious to drop me outside the prison gates

7. you can’t tell me how to live my life

8. #YOLO

9. my legs fell off and i had to roll all the way to the emergency clinic

10. there was a freak yachting accident

11. i am a fucking retard

12. this is just for my wall

13. do you even read these

14. “it does not matter how slow you go, so long as you do not stop

15. i spent my entire night writing tom daley fanfiction

16. my father left my mother for an air hostess seven years ago do you expect me to get over that emotional trauma overnight

17. sarah palin and i got into a twitter war and i couldn’t leave and let her win

18. traffic jammy jammy jam

19. how can i go to school when alex turner

20. my sim was having an emotional meltdown and i needed to be there for her

21. i was sticking it to the man

22. i spent my entire night worrying if i would ever lose my virginity 

23. fifty shades of late; i was walking and then i caught the eye of an attractive member of the opposite sex and we began exchanging significant looks and i knew we would one day make sweet love so i just walked alongside him and tried to catch his eye and to be continued

24. part two he was playing hard to get so we walked and walked and he had the perfect hair colour it was sort of beige brown anyway it turned out he was walking to a bus stop so obviously i had to catch the bus because true love and silently we rode out to papakura and into the sunset

25. my meth lab caught fire

26. my bed is more comfortable than your school will ever be

27. i was sad

28. it was a nice day, so i walked leisurely

29. i had beat my younger brother for saying “swag”

30. i had to travel back to the 1950’s to ensure my birth

31. 2 kool 4 scool

32. i had to stop, collaborate and listen

33. i tried

34. i’m sorry i’m late

      it’s not my fault

      my auntie was killed

      and i joined a cult

35. a haiku about lateness:

late late late late late

late late late late late late late

 late late late late late

36. my best friend was telling me how to give a satisfactory blow job i wish i was joking

37. i was fashionably late

38. i was caught in a flash mob true story omfg

39. i did not choose the late life, the late life chose me

40. do

41. you

42. even

43. read

44. these

45. i was fighting al qaeda

46. traffic

YESSSS IT’S ON MY DASHBOARD AGAIN

(via epitome-slytherin)


a-flairforthedramatics:

strangelyobsessedwithstuff:

fit-healthy-marion:

fitisfashion:

the truest comic ever

love

yes 
this is perfection

I was not expecting the last one

(via used-ass-kid)


justhumourme:

“Congratulations. That was the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen. Ever.”

― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind


“When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.” Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind (via kvothetherelar)

There are three paths here. First. Our young lovers can try to express what they feel. They can try to play the half-heard song their hearts are singing. This is the path of the honest fool, and it will go badly. This thing between you is too tremulous for talk. It is a spark so faint that even the most careful breath might snuff it out.

Even if you are clever and have a way with words, you are doomed in this. Because while your mouths might speak the same language, your hearts do not. This is an issue of translation.

The second path is more careful. You talk of small things. The weather. A familiar play. You spend time in company. You hold hands. In doing so you slowly learn the secret meanings of each other’s words. This way, when the time comes you can speak with subtle meaning underneath your words, so there is understanding on both sides.

Master Elodin, The Wise Man’s Fear

Re’lar Kvothe, I am trying to wake your sleeping mind to the subtle language the world is whispering. I am trying to seduce you into understanding. I am trying to teach you. Quit grabbing at my tits.

(via nymeriaslady)

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