deliciouslydemure:

Disney’s Women of Colour: Princesses and more…


rule number 1: never take your eye off your oppo-



“I don’t want you forgetting how different our circumstaces are. If you die, and I live, there’s no life for me at all back in District Twelve. You’re my whole life.” Peeta says. “I would never be happy again. It’s different for you. I’m not saying it wouldn’t be hard. But there are other people who’d make your life worth living.”

No one really needs me,” he says, and there’s no selfpity in his voice. It’s true his family doesn’t need him. They will mourn him, as will a handfull of friends. But they will get on…. I realise only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.

I do,” I say. “I need you.”


paulwezly:

Paul Wesley attends The 71st Venice International Film Festival



Ice Bucket Challenge [x]


When a man is getting better he understands more and more clearly the evil that is still left in him. When a man is getting worse he understands his own badness less and less. A moderately bad man knows he is not very good: a thoroughly bad man thinks he is all right. This is common sense, really. You understand sleep when you are awake, not while you are sleeping. You can see mistakes in arithmetic when your mind is working properly: while you are making them you cannot see them. You can understand the nature of drunkenness when you are sober, not when you are drunk. Good people know about both good and evil: bad people do not know about either. —C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity  (via awelltraveledwoman)


caitlin-snow:

Am I the King without a crown

Cause it’s the time to fight and not the time to fall, you will soon ignite, no running anymore



"Elena felt Stefan’s lips meet hers. And it was as simple as that. All questions answered, all fears put to rest, all doubts removed. What she felt was not merely passion, but a bruising tenderness and a love so strong it made her shake inside. It would have been frightening in its intensity, except that while she was with him, she could not be afraid of anything. She had come home. This was where she belonged, and she had found it at last. With Stefan, she was home."


Fifth graders attending a sexual ed presentation


Can you believe they call us criminals when he’s assaulting us with that haircut?



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