Just realised that the British currency does this. Mind. Blown.
TODAY MY CHEMISTRY TEACHER BURNED A DOLLAR IN FRONT OF US BUT HE FORGOT TO TELL US THAT THE DOLLAR WOULDNT BURN ONLY THE ALCOHOL WOULD SO HE TOOK OUT A 100 DOLLAR BILL AND SOAKED IT IN ALCOHOL AND WERE LIKE “WHAT ARE YOU DOING” AND HE CAUGHT IT ON FIRE AND WE ALL YELLED AT HIM BUT THEN IT WENT OUT AND THE BILL WAS FINE AND WE WERE SILENT FOR 20 MINUTES
How to get your class to shut up for the entire period: science teacher edition
this is beautiful because it could mean anything. its like they have left you to finish off the sentence for yourself. it could be “let her know right now that she’s beautiful, that you love her, that you cheated, that your have cancer or that you are depressed, but there is one definite meaning to this and its: let her know right now before its too late, before you hurt her even more (if its bad), before its the wrong time and she doesn’t feel the same way (if its an emotion). that is why this is my absolute favourite picture on tumblr
hoodies-headphones-and-hetalia:
my laptops fucked
i hope they used a condom
im going to punch every one of you that reblogs this
There’ a little bit of Salem in all of us
I only watched the show for that cat.
"Life becomes easier when you learn to accept an apology you never got."
Robert Brault (via tinydancers)
I just felt the need to make this. Thank you Matt Smith.
I think the problem is that I’m no longer passionate about something. I have nothing I feel I can look FORWARD too, nothing I can build to or that I truly want too. I don’t feel I have anything to be passionate about.
I need a passion.
"Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to you."
Carl Jung (via arw126kc135)
can we just take a moment to imagine little cute six-year-old hermione reading matilda
and peering into this book about a smart, bookish girl who could move things with her mind
and then can you imagine her concentrating very hard on the books on the bookshelf and slowly, slowly, getting them to move
OH MY GOD
"They had never been closer in their month of love, nor communicated more profoundly one with another, than when she brushed silent lips against his coat’s shoulder or when he touched the end of her fingers, gently, as though she were asleep."
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via bookmania)
