Silence Will Fall

Constanza, 21, Arg. College student, willing to be an English teacher. It is the quality of one's convictions that determines success, not the number of followers. Online Users

anondracomalfoy:

I got two more editions of Word Cloud Classics today! For those of you unfamiliar with them, they’re these beautiful editions of classic books with words pertaining to the novel’s content on the front, a quote embedded on the back, icons pertaining to the novel at the top of each page, and symbols along the spine. I currently have three in total, but purchased The Picture of Dorian Gray and Emma today to add to my collection. And they are MAGNIFICENT.

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mischief-in-221b:

gdirtydime19:

lastmimzy:

The cat’s like WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU BRING HOME

I will always share this LOL

I relate on a spiritual level with the absolute fury in that cat’s face in the last gif

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He’s a pudding brain. Worse than that he’s a fluorescent pudding brain.
The doctor being very nice (via doctorwho)

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baptismonfire:

it’s funny because ducks

'Here Comes the Sun' is a masterpiece. No piece of music can make you feel better than this. It's such an optimistic song, with that little bit of ache in it that makes the happiness mean even more.
Tom Petty (via mccartneymadness)

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cinemove:

The Breakfast Club (1985) dir. John Hughes

Saturday, March 24, 1984. Shermer High School, Shermer, Illinois, 60062.

Dear Mr. Vernon,

We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. What we did was wrong. But we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. What do you care? You see us as you want to see us — in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal. Correct? That’s the way we saw each other at 7:00 this morning. We were brainwashed.

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ohsatsune:

"She couldn’t sleep. Wave of thoughts always came rushing through her mind when the sun left the sky. It was as if all the thoughts she eluded waited for the sun to fall from the sky to come and take her away in the night." — a shell in a storm, Jenn Satsune

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