May212012

My favorite life ruiners in suits and/or glasses.

(Source: aclashofqueens)

HI. ALL THE FEELS. 

May202012
emocatlady: what the hell is this tom you cannot just show up on my timeline tweeting your philosophical thoughts

emocatlady:

what the hell is this tom you cannot just show up on my timeline tweeting your philosophical thoughts

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May192012
“Tom had a whip in his dressing room. I’ll leave you to speculate as to why. I opened up the door, saw it, and was just “Why the hell have you got this thing?”

Chris Hemsworth

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(via aobabe)

LOKIIIIII asdfghjkl Sorry for all the Hiddles-love. <3 

5PM

(via lazylittleowl)

LOKIIIIII SO CUTE. WAH. 

May182012

(via hoech-lins)

LOKIIIIII 

May132012

Free write~!

I slip in again.

I see the sun’s rays playfully peek behind the curtains. I try to stand up but my feet wobble. Out of instinct, I grab the nearest object which was a chair. Atop it lay his jacket. I shut my eyes.  I take a deep breath and run my fingers through my hair.

Only I couldn’t.

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because i'm anxious for no reason. writing 

4PM

I HAVE AN ADMISSION EXAM TOMORROW AND I AM LISTENING TO TOM HIDDLES AND I REGRET NOTHING.

excuse the fangirl his voice 

May122012

avid:

Tom Hiddleston reading Shakespeare Sonnet 130

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
   And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
   As any she belied with false compare.

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(65,924 plays)

LOKIIIIII ohgod. 

May52012

Tom Hiddleston talks about himself his character - Loki

(Source: mishasteaparty, via baseballbaka)

LOKIIIIII 

May12012
blackthirteen: miyuli: Loki - God of Cats.…Wait. “Freyjα…”

blackthirteen:

miyuli:

Loki - God of Cats.
…
Wait.

“Freyjα…”

(via baseballbaka)

lokiiiiii cats <3 

10AM
“

I hit the intersections where your shoulders meet your neck, passing through the car wrecks of ex-boyfriends who parallel parked on the dead ends. and I just hope your skin lends me an extra mile so I can slow down, take a while to admire the landscape, drape my arm over your being there. this time when it comes to your skin, I’m a drunk driver trying to walk a straight line.

I’ve been pulled over so much that your simple touch is enough to make me assume the position - wishing I could stay there, where your hand searches my body for contraband that could land me in the jail of your ribcage. because road rage is a sickness and my medicine is your skin. I could spend the rest of my life circling the same block, wondering where does the world hide its private stock of people like you.

” Pulse, Shane Koyczan (via clavicola)

(via commovente)
10AM

kairosclerosis

n. the moment you realize that you’re currently happy—consciously trying to savor the feeling—which prompts your intellect to identify it, pick it apart and put it in context, where it will slowly dissolve until it’s little more than an aftertaste.

(Source: dictionaryofobscuresorrows, via beyondstyx)

April272012
“Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.” My Name is Mina, David Almond (via wordsfromya)

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April222012
“For you, I was a chapter. For me, you were the book.” Tom McNeal  (via blanketts)

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April132012

If each encounter left a wound on your skin, then the memory of our meeting must be a faint, untraceable scar on your back.