❝ And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet. ❞
—   Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends: The Poems and Drawings of Shel Silverstein (via rnalfov)   —

jemma “tiny-pants” simmons

today is so relaxing i woke up late. ate a nice lunch and now i am watching my favourite movie.

How did you manage to gain their trust? I jumped out of a plane.

whos good at photoshop and themes and wants to help me develop the theme for my book blog haha

bobbi morse turning out to be lance hunter’s ‘she devil’ ex-wife is possibly the best plot twist ever.


a cozy art for a stormy weather.


A classic novel isn’t good because it’s a classic, rather it is a classic because it was important to the development of the art. And that certainly doesn’t mean that any given person, on any given day, will enjoy reading it. It means that, as a writer, I should be aware of what the classic novel changed in the historical progression of novel story telling. Some classics are pretty terrible, even unreadable, but they are still important.

percy: you wanna go??
ares: im a god you absolute walnut
percy: i’ll kick anyone’s ass. i’ll kick your ass. i’ll kick your dog’s ass. i’ll kick my own ass


glasses though


i feel so bad for art teachers. all the weaboos they deal with every day

Gugu Mbatha-Raw attends ELLE’s 21st Annual Women in Hollywood Celebration at the Four Seasons Hotel on October 20, 2014 in Beverly Hills, California