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  • 16th August
    2014
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  • Me: I'll sleep early tonight and get a good 8 hours
  • Me: *watches entire season of tv show*
  • Me: *reads every book i own*
  • Me: *goes on quest to find the holy grail*
  • 16th August
    2014
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  • 16th August
    2014
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odditiesoflife:

The Black Rose of Turkey

Turkish Halfeti Roses are incredibly rare. They are shaped just like regular roses, but their color sets them apart. These roses are so black, you’d think someone spray-painted them. But that’s actually their natural color.

Although they appear perfectly black, they’re actually a very deep crimson color. These flowers are seasonal – they only grow during the summer in small number, and only in the tiny Turkish village of Halfeti. Thanks to the unique soil conditions of the region, and the pH levels of the groundwater (that seeps in from the river Euphrates), the roses take on a devilish hue. They bloom dark red during the spring and fade to black during the summer months.

The local Turks seem to enjoy a love-hate relationship with these rare blossoms. They consider the flowers to be symbols of mystery, hope and passion, and also death and bad news.

Seeing a black rose in full bloom is a once-in-a-lifetime sort of thing. Don’t miss it if you ever happen to be in Turkey during the summer.

(via Oddity Central)

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  • 16th August
    2014
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pondarling:

matt-smith:

do you ever just passionately miss the first series of doctor who but not just because you miss Nine but because you miss the monsters and the simple story lines that were new and so interesting and the companions that didn’t need a magic back story to be special and weren’t just a new puzzle for the doctor to solve they were just ordinary people with ordinary lives and taught (especially the young viewers) that anyone can be a hero i just really miss season one okay

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What we need is Moffat out! 

(via britishtales)

  • 16th August
    2014
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    2014
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  • 15th August
    2014
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vivienleighforever:

"She had never understood either of the men she had loved and so she had lost them both. Now, she had a fumbling knowledge that, had she ever understood Ashley, she would never have loved him; had she ever understood Rhett, she would never have lost him."
- Margaret Mitchell, GONE WITH THE WIND

(via uneven)

  • 15th August
    2014
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Calgary Comic and Entertainment Expo_ april 26-28_2013.

MP: I told this to Gill when we were in London last year… Skinner had a huge, huge crush on Scully. And that’s why he was so pissed off at Mulder all the time, ‘cause he didn’t have a chance.

(Source: antonya-alex, via mythologyjail)

  • 13th August
    2014
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  • 13th August
    2014
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I heard a joke once: Man goes to the doctor. Says he’s depressed, life is harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world. Doctor says, “treatment is simple. The great clown Pagliacci is in town. Go see him. That should pick you up.” Man bursts into tears. “But Doctor” he says, “I am Pagliacci.”
Robin Williams (via yungdragula)

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  • 12th August
    2014
  • 12

my-flourish-and-blotts:

teacupsandcyanide:

I remember all the Doctor Who fanfics I used to read where Rose often got badly stereotyped as a damsel in distress whom the Doctor had to swoop in and save and smooch but the way I remember Doctor Who 90% of their relationship was the Doctor just setting Rose loose on people who had done something to offend them and sitting back giggling in the corner as she shouted

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setting Rose loose

(via the-art-of-fangirling)

  • 12th August
    2014
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  • 12th August
    2014
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theorlandojones:

theorlandojones:

RIP my friend. Truly one of the greatest highlights of my life to work with you and get to know you. You will be missed.
Condolences to friends, family and loved ones during this awful tragedy. 
Excuse me while I go and have a good cry.

Other than playful mocking my sartorial splendor, a number of folks have asked me to explain the context of this photograph. So here goes:After working together in Evolution, my friend David Duchovny offered me a role in House of D, his directorial debut. I immediately said yes, mostly because I couldn’t resist playing Erykah Badu’s pimp and hanging out with Robin Williams. On my first day of shooting Robin saw my outfit and went straight for the jugular. He didn’t gesture or even look at Duchovny. In a voice that sounded a lot like black guy #4 in any 70’s blaxploitation film he said, “you mean, this white man is paying you to degrade black women by literally acting like a short term relationship consultant aka pimp? How much is this cracker paying you to sell your soul, brutha?”My response, "He’s not paying me. I owe him five hundred dollars for letting me talk to you" That moment was captured in this photo. Like everyone who mourns his death, Robin Williams made my sides and cheeks hurt, made tears of joy stream down my face. I’m proud to say he even made me scream. In turn, one of the great moments of my life was making him laugh. We’re hardly even but it’s a small personal victory I will carry with me always along with the joy he gave me and so many others.No matter what anyone tells you, words and ideas can change the world.RIP O Captain, my captain. Until we meet again. 

theorlandojones:

theorlandojones:

RIP my friend. Truly one of the greatest highlights of my life to work with you and get to know you. You will be missed.

Condolences to friends, family and loved ones during this awful tragedy. 

Excuse me while I go and have a good cry.

Other than playful mocking my sartorial splendor, a number of folks have asked me to explain the context of this photograph. So here goes:

After working together in Evolution, my friend David Duchovny offered me a role in House of D, his directorial debut. I immediately said yes, mostly because I couldn’t resist playing Erykah Badu’s pimp and hanging out with Robin Williams. 

On my first day of shooting Robin saw my outfit and went straight for the jugular. He didn’t gesture or even look at Duchovny. In a voice that sounded a lot like black guy #4 in any 70’s blaxploitation film he said, “you mean, this white man is paying you to degrade black women by literally acting like a short term relationship consultant aka pimp? How much is this cracker paying you to sell your soul, brutha?

My response, "He’s not paying me. I owe him five hundred dollars for letting me talk to you" 

That moment was captured in this photo. 

Like everyone who mourns his death, Robin Williams made my sides and cheeks hurt, made tears of joy stream down my face. I’m proud to say he even made me scream. In turn, one of the great moments of my life was making him laugh. We’re hardly even but it’s a small personal victory I will carry with me always along with the joy he gave me and so many others.

No matter what anyone tells you, words and ideas can change the world.

RIP O Captain, my captain. Until we meet again. 

(via melanieexox)

  • 12th August
    2014
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It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling— that really hollowed-out feeling.
J.K. Rowling (via wordsnquotes)

(Source: wordsnquotes, via the-ss-everlark)

  • 11th August
    2014
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