Odd ramblings from a deranged, boringly studious being.
Post reblogged from CUMBERLAND with 2,906 notes
I have a Sherlock theory!
Moffat was bullied at school and said to his classmates “I’m going to fucking destroy your children internally one day”
Then he met Gatiss and the worlds most dangerous evil duo was formed.
And they called themselves the Moffia.
Source: the-boy-you-set-on-fire
Photo reblogged from Liam Dryden's Dumblr with 783 notes
a modest selection of buttfaces
Source: vondell-swain
Quote reblogged from dancing on our graves with 630 notes
For if a man chooses to be promiscuous, he may still aesthetically turn up his nose at promiscuity. He may still demand a woman be faithful to him, to save him from his own lust. But women have lust, too. Why should they be relegated to the position of custodian of emotions, watcher of the infants, feeder of soul, body and pride of man? Being born a woman is my awful tragedy. From the moment I was conceived I was doomed to sprout breasts and ovaries rather than penis and scrotum; to have my whole circle of action, thought and feeling rigidly circumscribed by my inescapable femininity. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars — to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording — all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night…
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabrided Journals (July 1951)
Source: aepocrypha
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