you had me at "I watch Doctor Who"

Disney+Doctor Who+Sherlock+Star Wars+Lord of the Rings+Tea+all the infinite number of things geeky I adore =
my life
scarymerry: thegrlnxtdoorandhergingerfriend: My AP euro teacher wouldn’t let our class watch Les Mis so we barricaded the door and screamed “VIVE LA REVOLUCIÓN” when he tried to get in. that is the face of a man who is 24601% done

scarymerry:

thegrlnxtdoorandhergingerfriend:

My AP euro teacher wouldn’t let our class watch Les Mis so we barricaded the door and screamed “VIVE LA REVOLUCIÓN” when he tried to get in.

that is the face of a man who is 24601% done

(via sadynax)

On Periods: Let’s put this shit to bed right now: Women don’t lose their minds when they have period-related irritability. It doesn’t lower their ability to reason; it lowers their patience and, hence, tolerance for bullshit. If an issue comes up a lot during “that time of the month,” that doesn’t mean she only cares about it once a month; it means she’s bothered by it all the time and lacks the capacity, once a month, to shove it down and bury it beneath six gulps of willful silence.

istherenothingyouwouldnotdo: Let me explain you a thing. When I say I adore Misha Collins, I don’t mean because he’s attractive or funny (though that comes into it), I mean because he is a genuinely nice person. I was at Asylum 10 this weekend, and for Misha’s autographs he wasn’t allowed to personalise things because of time constraints which is fair enough. However, when I was getting mine, I managed to blurt out (I mean it I was shaking really hard) how important it was to meet him, as Asylum 10 was a goal for me not to kill myself. The second I said that he stopped writing and looked up at me, and his response was: “You need better goals.” I almost laughed but I was really trying not to cry, so I responded with: “No. I don’t.” At this point, he reached across the table and grabbed my hand, pen still off the paper. He looked up at me, shaking and almost crying and smiled and said the simplest thing. At this point he let my hand go. “See you next year?” I nodded, I was shaking really hard and I picked up the picture and went to leave, but he grabbed my hand again and pulled me back a little. He asked for my name and then wrote what it says on the top left hand corner. He squeezed my hand and smiled and then let me go.

istherenothingyouwouldnotdo:

Let me explain you a thing.

When I say I adore Misha Collins, I don’t mean because he’s attractive or funny (though that comes into it), I mean because he is a genuinely nice person.

I was at Asylum 10 this weekend, and for Misha’s autographs he wasn’t allowed to personalise things because of time constraints which is fair enough. However, when I was getting mine, I managed to blurt out (I mean it I was shaking really hard) how important it was to meet him, as Asylum 10 was a goal for me not to kill myself.

The second I said that he stopped writing and looked up at me, and his response was:

“You need better goals.” I almost laughed but I was really trying not to cry, so I responded with:

“No. I don’t.” At this point, he reached across the table and grabbed my hand, pen still off the paper. He looked up at me, shaking and almost crying and smiled and said the simplest thing. At this point he let my hand go.

“See you next year?” I nodded, I was shaking really hard and I picked up the picture and went to leave, but he grabbed my hand again and pulled me back a little. He asked for my name and then wrote what it says on the top left hand corner. He squeezed my hand and smiled and then let me go.

(via czystiel)

nerdist: I had the weirdest dream that I was a fancy fox who took a kilted Misha Collins to Medieval Prom. #gishwhes

nerdist:

I had the weirdest dream that I was a fancy fox who took a kilted Misha Collins to Medieval Prom. #gishwhes

(via czystiel)