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richwhitelesbian:

bro i love sports and women. i got to like 8th base with this hot babe “8th base whats that” she took me to the house she grew up in and showed me pictures of her dead relatives. We sat in the living room and she told me the stories of her life that lead to that moment. Like quicksand they, and that moment were gone and we left back into the cold world which we’d been spat into. It was raining

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ohdeargodwhy:

Yet mark’d I where the bolt of Cupid fell:
It fell upon a little western flower,
Before milk-white, now purple with love’s wound,
And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Fetch me that flower; the herb I shew’d thee once:
The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid
Will make or man or woman madly dote
Upon the next live creature that it sees.
Fetch me this herb; and be thou here again
Ere the leviathan can swim a league.

A Midsummer Night’s Dream at Shakespeare’s Globe

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"The idea that there was this person who refused to eat so that he could be heard was very strange to an 11-year-old. The clock was ticking and the days went by and he wouldn’t eat. Even if I didn’t understand exactly what it was all about, it struck me. You know, as a child, you’re sat down at the table and your mother tells you that you’re not going to leave the table until you’ve eaten your food. She tells you what time you’re going to go to bed, what you’re going to wear, and this sort of refusal to eat showed a kind of power in the act because as a child that was the only relationship I could have to a hunger strike." [x]

- Steve McQueen

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Michael Fassbender and Steve McQueen - Behind the Scenes

Hunger (2008) | Shame (2011) | 12 Years a Slave (2013)

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TMI appreciation week → day one
↳ favourite character: alec lightwood

“I did not make a pie,” Alec repeated, gesturing expressively with one hand, “for three reasons. One, because I do not have any pie ingredients. Two, because I don’t actually know how to make a pie.” He paused, clearly waiting. Removing his sword and leaning it against the cave wall, Jace said warily, “And three?” 
“Because I am not your bitch.”