Maybe Voldemort just wanted a hug

names nicole and i am 18 and single so ed sheeran hmu

I'm an aspiring writer so one day i'll be famous hopefully you should all just read my books ;)

'If they give you ruled paper, write the other way.'

yahoo:

hello tumblr, i am representative from yahoo. we see that u reblog thing that you donut want us to buy you. this sadden us, made greg cry. you mean people hurt greg feelings. we do not want tumblr now, congratulations JERKS

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shadowstep-of-bast:

edgebug:

I think that a lot of the reason Jarvis has become so human is because Tony treats him like he’s human. Tony talks to Jarvis in a very colloquial way. He says “you up?” when he knows damn well that Jarvis is operational. He says “throw a little hot-rod red in there” instead of “paint components x, y, and z with red paint #20.” Tony treats all his machinery like that—Dummy and You, especially—and Jarvis is no exception.

Jarvis has become much more human since Iron Man 1. He actually displayed emotions in Iron Man 3—specifically when he feared for Tony’s life, his voice sounded terribly frightened, and in instances like the second gif where he said “I need to sleep” and not “My battery is depleted.” Jarvis has grown and changed, as any self-aware creature does. He has become human because he is treated as such.

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I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. Like a five-year-old, I want to close my eyes, stick my fingers in my ears, stomp my feet on the floor and scream “No! No, you cannot make me, I won’t, leave me alone!” I am, simply put, too tired. So very, very tired.

I am tired of fighting with my friends. I am tired of arguing that someone groping and slapping my butt isn’t “what I have to expect”, just because I’m at a bar, and the one attacking my butt has a drink in the other hand. I am tired of hearing “boys will be boys” and “when you’re dressed like that …” and “that’s just what guys do”. I am tired of trying to drown those sentiments in loud, repetitive no’s, screamed over and over again, till my throat is sore and my voice weak – just to hear them repeated, as soon as exhaustion threatens to silence me.

I am tired of being afraid. I am tired of seeing someone writing something offensive, sexist, racist, ageist, ableist, somewhere online. I am tired of seeing those writings getting likes and lol’s, and SO TRUE’s. I am tired of being consumed by confusion and anger, typing, typing, typing and typing a seemingly endless response, including research, links and statistics, and then hesitate clicking “submit”. I am tired of knowing that I hesitate because I am afraid of the flood of responses that will come. I am tired of knowing that I will be bombarded with lighten up’s, stop whining’s and get a sense of humor’s for so long, that I will start to wonder if I am indeed wound up too tight, a nagger and humorless. I am tired of the fact that I’m afraid of being called a cunt, even though I don’t find genitalia insulting or demeaning.

trillow:

trillow:

there needs to be some way blind people can see movie adaptations instead of only being able to read the books tbh

so let me tell u how much i didn’t think that sentence through

wanktissue:

remember when i had a dream about dan dampsandwich and he was my brother and he gave me noogies so hard on my head that he drilled through my skull and killed me and i watched on as a ghost as he framed my dad for it

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mavinbro:

allie-whack:

almost-always-eventually-right:

Then, this one soldier who just wanted a cool photograph gets murdered by terrorists that are specifically targeting Tony Stark.

This was the moment that made Tony Stark reevaluate his entire life.

This was the moment that made Tony Stark cut the weapons program.

This was the moment that Tony Stark became Iron Man.

This was the moment that never truly left him.

Because it’s after this moment that Tony Stark proceeds to spend the rest of his life making peace-signs in photos, in honor of a young man who was more of a man than Tony could’ve ever dreamt of being; whose death Tony spent months agonizing over and trying to ensure wasn’t in vain.

Can you not what are you doing to my feels why are you always doing this.

nope.

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There are 7 billion people on this planet who I have not met,
and 195 countries I have not visited.
Yet I am stuck in this insignificant town,
Being pressured into making decisions about my future,
When I barely even know who I am

—Unknown    (via sunkist-state)

omg

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