♥Margaret Atwood, Tim Minchin, Sherlock Holmes stories, Shakespeare, Star Wars, Dylan Moran, Richard Dawkins, JCS and everything in between♥ There is absolutely no rhyme, reason, or theme to what I post. I try to tag so you can savior my shit but I have been known to forget. Boston raised, Tokyo is my current home. Right now I am compulsively posting "In the Flesh"

"A truth should exist, it should not be used like this. If I love you is that a fact or a weapon?" Margaret Atwood

 

"ah." a sly smile slid across his face; he had always loved defiance. "well, why should i kill him? he’s done nothing to me."

for the first time then, i felt a kind of hope.

flockofflamingos:

partlystarsmostlyvoid:

madmenandmayhem:

evilspice:

toyota:

damn the pope about to preach some sick verses

the guy beatboxing behind him

"the guy" is the italian president

P-Francis and the Prez

"I will now rap John 15, verses 1-17. Prez, drop the beat."

flockofflamingos:

partlystarsmostlyvoid:

madmenandmayhem:

evilspice:

toyota:

damn the pope about to preach some sick verses

the guy beatboxing behind him

"the guy" is the italian president

P-Francis and the Prez

"I will now rap John 15, verses 1-17. Prez, drop the beat."

baneofdurin:

I don’t know which is sadder to me

Fili and Kili dying in each others arms

Or on opposite sides of the battlefield, thinking ‘at least my brother’s still alive’