Jay the Greenling
Watching Pretty Little Liars.
Reading "Trickster's Choice" by Tamora Pierce.
Playing Assassin's Creed 3.
Working on Beating The Odds.
Movies I've watched recently:
BLACKFISH, Hick, 1000 Acres, THE COVE, 12 Years A Slave, Rise Of The Guardians, Catching Fire, The Host, Blue Is The Warmest Color, Looper, FROZEN, The Heat, Fruitvale Station, Tomboy, THE HELP, Pacific Rim
Favourite Ships Sorted By Fandom:
Willow/Tara (Buffy: The Vampire Slayer)
Sybil/Gwen (Downton Abbey)
Morrigan/Leliana (Dragon Age: Origins)
Lightning/Fang (Final Fantasy 13)
Katniss/Johanna (The Hunger Games)
Ellie/Riley (The Last Of Us)
Shepard/Liara (Mass Effect)
Swan Queen (Once Upon A Time)
Cophine (Orphan Black)
Paily (Pretty Little Liars)
Gailly (Rookie Blue)
Yumikuri (Shingeki No Kyojin)
B'Elanna/Seven Of Nine (Star Trek: Voyager)
Michandrea (The Walking Dead)
Xena/Gabrielle (Xena: Warrior Princess)
Let's just cut this short and conclude that I ship all the ladies... Although I gotta admit an occasional Adama/Roslin or something might slip in. Just saying.
I have lived most of my life surrounded by my enemies. I would be grateful to die among my friends.
Swan Queen ft. Incubus’ Dig lyrics
↳Once Upon A Time 3x09 Save Henry
❝Look me in the eye and ask for forgiveness; we’ll make a pact to never speak that word again. Yes, you are my friend.❞
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twd countdown: season two
"when christ promised the resurrection of the dead, i thought he had something a little different in mind."
Lisa Edelstein meets a living dinosaur at the turtle conservancy! x
It seems like cats never forgot the fact that they were worshipped as gods thousands of years ago
today was my last day in my creative writing class and my teacher gave everybody a piece of paper to write down a contract and to put it in our wallets. she said she did the same thing when she was younger and every now and then she’d brush by it and remember that she wanted to write. everybody took time to write out what they wanted and I just sat at the back of the class, sitting on the windowsill and I knew there was only one thing to write but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. at the end of the class after everybody left, I went to thank her for the year, and she told me that people should be reading my words for a long time, but they won’t be able to do that if I’m not around to write them. I showed her the blank piece of paper, and she said it was okay not to write anything, and then I wrote this. I learned the power of words in that class, I learned it was okay to vomit up half a dozen notebooks stained with blood and exploded pens because it means you have something to say.
Motoi Yamamoto’s Crumbling Staircase made of salt.