what are these from, anyway?
I’m so sick of people thinking they can just waltz into my room when I’m obviously listening to music in 4/4.
Look at the difference: In 1977 I bought a small house in Portland Oregon for $24,000. At the time I was earning $5 per hour working at a large auto parts store. I owned a 4 year old Chevy Nova that cost $1,500. Now, 36 years later that same job pays $8 an hour, that same house costs $185,000 and a 4 year old Chevy costs $10,000. Wages haven’t kept up with expenses at all. And, I should point out that that $5 an hour job in 1977 was union and included heath benefits.
an anonymous online commenter on the current economy. (via han-nara)
I am sorry for the non-book related post but its been 10 minutes and I am still laughing.
On an actual fucking diva
How do you reconcile an admiration for Beyoncé with your belief that narcissism is ‘the worst thing ever’?
I’m sorry, but you seem to have confused acting like a diva with someone who is an actual fucking diva. There’s a big difference, you smarmy little shit.
imagine being in ravenclaw and going back to your common room stumbling drunk in the middle of the night after a magical night of partying and having to answer a fucking riddle in order to get in your own goddamn bedroom
"what gets wetter and wetter the more it dries"
"your mom eeyyyyyyy"
Another Better Book Title submission - “The Babysitters Club,” Ann M. Martin
Here’s one I found on Tumblr!
about the best way to make sure that i won’t like or reblog your post is to say “don’t just like, reblog!! this is important!!” in the body of your post.
listen all i want is gifs of catherine from this week’s reign and every single gif set is of whiny little francis making out with mary. so instead you get this set from last week’s episode, but drop that zero and get with a hero, gif makers.
knightingale-s
