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Welcome to my internet blanket fort. Ellie. 15. England. I like: - books - big jumpers - check shirts - acoustic music - fizzy sweets - window seats - windy days - the sky - hot drinks - I FRIGGIN' LOVE AUTUMN <3 One time I got a kangaroo scrotum for my birthday.
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me accepting the ice bucket challenge

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princeowl:

'romeo and juliet but with gnomes instead of people with music by elton john' isnt a movie that you'd think exists but it does 

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meladoodle:

nothing pisses me off more than the fact that 90% of women’s jeans have non-functioning pockets but baby clothes have proper pockets? what are babies carrying around that i’m not? baby wallets? fuck off

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raikagay:

remember like 2 years ago when christmas stopped feeling like christmas for some reason

This post creeps me out because it is absolutely true 
WHAT HAPPENED TO CHRISTMAS

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Anonymous said: What's the most illegal thing you ever did?

sephyerite:

almanzapedia:

At Stanford there was this Professor who was a total bitch and she taught British Literature, which was cool. Except she taught only her opinions of the books and it didn’t help me as a writer. I went to school to learn new things to improve my craft, not have someone else’s opinions carved onto my forehead.

So anyway, for our final project, she asked us to write a ten page paper on why the color symbolism in Othello was so significant. I did some research and it turned out that she did her entire graduate thesis on this very subject. I was mad. This wasn’t teaching, this was boosting her ego. SO I wrote a ten page essay on why color symbolism in Othello wasn’t significant, satirizing it to the point of no return, saying that her opinion was an opinion and shouldn’t be taken seriously.

SHe failed me, needless to say. So in retaliation, I responded by baking a batch of brownies laced with weed and laxatives and delivered them myself to the professor hours before her big graduation speech. I told her that it was a peace offering, my way of apologizing and asking if I could do anything to fix my grade.

She refused to fix my grade.

In the end, she shit herself on stage.

I didn’t regret it.

No mercy.