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cleromancy:

#i can’t decide if this bus is being supportive or threatening me
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gah

gah

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queer-multifandom-antichrist:


THIS never gets old.

i’m crying

queer-multifandom-antichrist:

THIS never gets old.

i’m crying

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Colin Firth by Francesco Carrozzini for L’Uomo Vogue, July 2014

Just sex

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fitzcarraldo

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. an image that somehow becomes lodged deep in your brain—maybe washed there by a dream, or smuggled inside a book, or planted during a casual conversation—which then grows into a wild and impractical vision that keeps scrambling back and forth in your head like a dog stuck in a car that’s about to arrive home, just itching for a chance to leap headlong into reality.

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opia

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable—their pupils glittering, bottomless and opaque—as if you were peering through a hole in the door of a house, able to tell that there’s someone standing there, but unable to tell if you’re looking in or looking out.

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keyframe

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. a moment that seemed innocuous at the time but ended up marking a diversion into a strange new era of your life—set in motion not by a series of jolting epiphanies but by tiny imperceptible differences between one ordinary day and the next, until entire years of your memory can be compressed into a handful of indelible images—which prevents you from rewinding the past, but allows you to move forward without endless buffering.

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vellichor

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. the strange wistfulness of used bookstores, which are somehow infused with the passage of time—filled with thousands of old books you’ll never have time to read, each of which is itself locked in its own era, bound and dated and papered over like an old room the author abandoned years ago, a hidden annex littered with thoughts left just as they were on the day they were captured.

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nodus tollens

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. the realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore—that although you thought you were following the arc of the story, you keep finding yourself immersed in passages you don’t understand, that don’t even seem to belong in the same genre—which requires you to go back and reread the chapters you had originally skimmed to get to the good parts, only to learn that all along you were supposed to choose your own adventure.

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dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. the kind of unnoticed excellence that carries on around you every day, unremarkably—the hidden talents of friends and coworkers, the fleeting solos of subway buskers, the slapdash eloquence of anonymous users, the unseen portfolios of aspiring artists—which would be renowned as masterpieces if…

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dead reckoning

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. to find yourself bothered by someone’s death more than you would have expected, as if you assumed they would always be part of the landscape, like a lighthouse you could pass by for years until the night it suddenly goes dark, leaving you with one less landmark to navigate by—still able to find your bearings, but feeling all that much more adrift.

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What if Donna used the lottery money to open a business.

baconowltimelordflamespond:

reginaisthegoodone:

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I need you to order lunch for ten people, prepare the meeting room for 10am and make sure there are some biscuits with the coffee. Try not screw up this time.

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Oh my god, that’s Donna.

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She’s not supposed to see me.

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Oi, you, why are you hiding under the desk.

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I’ve just dropped a pen, Miss Noble.

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It’s Mrs. Temple-Noble. And I see no pen. So watch it. 

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Of course. Yes. Brilliant. Wonderful. 

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Bonkers. He’s bonkers.

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I miss you so much.

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I was just putting this behind me- why? WHY?!

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part 3

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