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Unironically Enthusiastic

Crushing Monotony and Paralyzing Terror
Larper, Nerdfighter, Sherlockian, fan of the Doctor Who fandom, New Whovian, Homestuck.
Reblogger of cute animals, feminist fury, fantasy art, and things I find funny/cute/interesting.
Panromantic, Demisexual, Demi-girl
Feminist Killjoy, Misandrist Harpy
Sep 21 '14
humansofnewyork:

"Do you remember the happiest moment of your life?""Every day when I get home from work."
(Hanoi, Vietnam)

humansofnewyork:

"Do you remember the happiest moment of your life?"
"Every day when I get home from work."

(Hanoi, Vietnam)

Sep 21 '14
westemnet:

"In a great hall with pillars hewn out of the living stone sat the Elvenking on a chair of carven wood. On his head was a crown of berries and red leaves, for the autumn was come again. In the spring he wore a crown of woodland flowers. In his hand he held a carven staff of oak."

westemnet:

"In a great hall with pillars hewn out of the living stone sat the Elvenking on a chair of carven wood. On his head was a crown of berries and red leaves, for the autumn was come again. In the spring he wore a crown of woodland flowers. In his hand he held a carven staff of oak."

Sep 21 '14

(Source: tenzhin)

Sep 21 '14

Spending so much time with a friend that you start to pick up their speech patterns, and then you both say the same thing, at the same time, with exactly the same inflection.

Sep 19 '14

atelierangel:

It’s been a while. Just came back from vacation and got tons of inspiration. Working on a new project for Rufflecon. It’s in 2 weeks! @_@

Sep 19 '14
Sep 19 '14

tharook:

Owls and cats do seem to have rather idiosyncratic relationships.

(Source: youtu.be)

Sep 19 '14

Women are silly. Fucking children. Victim fetishist. Drama for drama’s sake. Remember when people had decorum and class and not attention whores?

manslator:

Manslation: Women aren’t people, so any trauma or assault they describe is fiction. I am the arbiter of reality, though I apparently think that degrading the existence/denying the reality of millions and millions of people is something I can do and still have “decorum and class.”

Sep 19 '14

(Source: spacetwinks)

Sep 19 '14
gallopingtormaunt:

I’m not posting this ironically or as a joke. I think this is an important part of love and trust.

gallopingtormaunt:

I’m not posting this ironically or as a joke. I think this is an important part of love and trust.

(Source: stephisanerd)

Sep 19 '14

bennybooboobatch:

yzma:

why do americans get so shocked that there is a schooling system different to theirs

Because we get so excited over the idea that education could actually be better and fun and not make us fall into debt

(Source: maryjblige)

Sep 19 '14

Help, I can’t sleep

Sep 19 '14

insertcoolpunhere:

So I was looking up Norse names and

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Sep 19 '14

(Source: zaebalii)

Sep 19 '14
"

When you are 13 years old,
the heat will be turned up too high
and the stars will not be in your favor.
You will hide behind a bookcase
with your family and everything left behind.
You will pour an ocean into a diary.
When they find you, you will be nothing
but a spark above a burning bush,
still, tell them
Despite everything, I really believe people are good at heart.

When you are 14,
a voice will call you to greatness.
When the doubters call you crazy, do not listen.
They don’t know the sound
of their own God’s whisper. Use your armor,
use your sword, use your two good hands.
Do not let their doubting
drown out the sound of your own heartbeat.
You are the Maid of Untamed Patriotism.
Born to lead armies into victory and unite a nation
like a broken heart.

When you are 15, you will be punished
for learning too proudly. A man
will climb onto your school bus and insist
your sisters name you enemy.
When you do not hide,
he will point his gun at your temple
and fire three times. Three years later,
in an ocean of words, with no apologies,
you will stand before the leaders of the world
and tell them your country is burning.

When you are 16 years old,
you will invent science fiction.
The story of a man named Frankenstein
and his creation. Soon after you will learn
that little girls with big ideas are more terrifying
than monsters, but don’t worry.
You will be remembered long after
they have put down their torches.

When you are 17 years old,
you will strike out Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig
one right after the other.
Men will be afraid of the lightening
in your fingertips. A few days later
you will be fired from the major leagues
because “Girls are too delicate to play baseball”

You will turn 18 with a baby on your back
leading Lewis and Clark
across North America.

You will turn 18 
and become queen of the Nile.

You will turn 18 
and bring justice to journalism.

You are now 18, standing on the precipice,
trembling before your own greatness.

This is your call to leap.

There will always being those
who say you are too young and delicate
to make anything happen for yourself.
They don’t see the part of you that smolders.
Don’t let their doubting drown out the sound
of your own heartbeat.

You are the first drop of a hurricane.
Your bravery builds beyond you. You are needed
by all the little girls still living in secret,
writing oceans made of monsters and
throwing like lightening.

You don’t need to grow up to find greatness.
You are stronger than the world has ever believed you to be.
The world laid out before you to set on fire.
All you have to do
is burn.

"