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A girl called Olivia in a city called London. A Gondolier operating without a license. Can usually be found crying over her love for Supernatural, Sherlock, Teen Wolf, Doctor Who, Shameless, Glee and anything vaguely related to the above. Also sometimes things unrelated to the above. There's just a lot of emotion going on.


how to kiss a boy

  1. grab his waist
  2. slip your hand in his pocket
  3. steal his wallet
  4. dont even kiss him
  5. just run

(via storiesbycandlelight)


in order to correctly speak German you have to yell everything angrily 

(via happiest)


Wearing a black bra and black underwear cause you’re a fierce bitch

(via lifeonthesofa)


I interrupt my frequent unhappy rants about my low self esteem, panic-inducing lifestyle and all the ways fandom craps on itself to bring you ducklings in dresses made of cupcake papers. Ok. You need this. Shut up and accept that you need this.

(via present-mirth)




That awkward moment when Diablo shows up to your religious protest

This reminds me of an old story I heard from a friend. One year, an anime con was being held the same weekend as a Bible Conference. This dude in an Ifrit costume, stilts and all, gets into the elevator, all hunched over, on his way down to the lobby. Before he could reach the lobby, the elevator stopped on another floor. Two old ladies clutching bibles were about to step on when they see this giant red demon-creature.

And in his deepest voice he says, “Going down?”

They shrieked and ran off to find another elevator.

oh boy I have a story to contribute. On Saturday I was on my way to London Film and Comic Con as Abaddon from SPN. I’d upgraded the prosthetics (a decapitation wound that was actually sewn up with a suturing needle) and covered myself in fake blood before realising I was going to have to travel through London like this. I didn’t want to freak any nice people out so wore a scarf hijab-style to cover it all up.

Cut to me being singled out by an evangelical Christian outside the tube station (I think because of my punk clothes?) who tried to give me a homophobic pamphlet and shouted “you’re going to hell the way you’re living.”

Without skipping a beat I lifted up the scarf and replied “Darling. Been there, done that. They made me Queen”

He jumped back in horror, I strolled on. The only thing that could have made it better would have been an M.I.A. soundtrack.

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velma on the streets but daphne in the sheets

(via ruinedchildhood)



This is the greatest knock knock joke in the history of all knock knocks jokes ever told, ever.

I think my favourite thing about this is the poor guy asking them not to do this again. how many times has this happened. he knew what was going to happen at the start. is this a regular occurrence

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he asked for a blowjob and i blew him away with the word of the lord


If there is ever a day where I do not reblog this assume I’m dead.

(via ijustwanttohugdavidtennant)


if we skyping best believe im looking at myself in that lil window not u

(via lifeonthesofa)



Why aren’t we talking about Dylan sprouse have you SEEN his tweets?






we could have had a singing career.

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"Life with you could never be boring"

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Don’t live the same year 75 times and call it a life.

Robin Sharma (via severs)

This hit me like a brick…

(via knitting-books)

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