I carry rings to Mordor before they destroy the earth.
I am an architect.
……i’m pee-wee herman and i went to texas because someone stole my bike?
I’m going to fall down in a rabbit hole and explore Wonderland….sounds legit.
i’m gonna be The Beatles!
I’m a ballet dancer and Imma get stabbed with a shard of glass and die on opening night!!!
I’m gonna write Grimm-like tales and hunt down evil kweens.
WITH ALL MY HEART I STILL LOVE THE MAN I KILLED.
I’m going to rule a country and have lots of children with a rather pretty man with a beard.
I’m a nun. A singing nun. Greer Garson is my Reverend Mother :D
You’ll know me by the name of Lola Lola, and I’ll have amazing legs!
I´m an actress. Ginger Rogers is my friend now.
oh shit I’m an anglican nun in the Himalayas but I’m pretty bad at my job because I can’t stop thinking about this guy from back home in Ireland and all those pretty dresses I used to wear.
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By the Gods!: Happy Tolkien Day! →
Greetings BtG Nation! And a Happy Tolkien Day to you! March 25th marks the day that, in J.R.R. Tolkien’s great work, The Lord of the Rings, Sauron was finally defeated. You’ve all seen the movies, many of you have read the books, I won’t go into the nitty-gritty of how it went down.
I’m…
I’ve never read any Tolkien. Geek cred -50
I’ve been watching the Rifftrax riffing of the trilogy, but I’ve only made it through the booky-wooks one and a half times.
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from garboforever.com
garbo invented longcat.
watching a Myrna Loy spy movie. She has a lot of giant hats for a spy.
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it’s sha-ree
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It’s four in the morning, the end of December
I’m writing you now just to see if you’re better
New York is cold, but I like where I’m living
There’s music on Clinton Street all through the evening.I hear that you’re building your little house deep in the desert
You’re living for nothing now, I hope you’re keeping some kind of record.Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You’d been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without Lili MarleneAnd you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody’s wife.Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see Jane’s awake —She sends her regards.
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I’m glad you stood in my way.If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear —Sincerely, L. Cohen
one of the greatest songs ever written,
who hasn’t sat quietly in the dark smoking a joint
with headphones on listening to this track
its fucking awesome
yup.
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