1. partner: you be the teacher ill be the student ;)
  2. me: okay
  3. me: write an essay on whether theatre architecture of a particular period always reflects that period's culture. i want it on my desk by monday
  4. partner: oh no but... thats such a hard essay... is there anything i can do for extra credit? ;)
  5. me: no
  6. partner: but professor.... surely then i could... persuade you to extend the deadline...? ;)
  7. me: no
  8. partner: so... what do you want, professor?? ;)))
  9. me: an essay on whether theatre architecture of a particular period always reflects that period's culture. on my desk. by monday

Xiao Wen Ju

Xiao Wen Ju

nathalie-emmanuel:

"I don’t know what terrible things you’ve done in your life up to this point, but clearly your karma is out of balance to get assigned to my class. I’m Professor Annalise Keating and this is Criminal Law One Hundred,or as I prefer to call it, How To Get Away With Murder.” (x)

onezia:

It was the first time i’ve ever seen a sunset in Paris before, like that who wouldn’t think Paris is the city of love
Pont Neuf - 6.09.2014

onezia:

It was the first time i’ve ever seen a sunset in Paris before, like that who wouldn’t think Paris is the city of love

Pont Neuf - 6.09.2014

j4ya:

can someone like explain the azoffs to me and everything about them and hat they have to do with harry i’m so confused lmao

jdotslack:

fckyeahprettyafricans:

Kenya

thepoeticrebel:

grasstomyknees:

SO MANY OF MY FAVES YASSSSS

Damnnnn

this is too much

sherolck:

do u ever realize just how extreme this website has made us like i see a pic of someone hot and im like “i want u to step on me just push me down a flight of stairs god fuck me in the ass” and then i just think for a minute and im like…. woah……. slow down

tittyout:

Oh my god vaginas are not symbolic of girl power stop….it’s cissexist….

nuditea:

last night a guy said to me “you are very, very pretty” and i said “i know” and he said like patronisingly “you KNOW?” and i said “you think you’re the first person to ever compliment me?” and he didn’t know where to go from there

lochnessmorgan:

How To Get Away With Murder - Summary

passific-rim-job:

i’d be the worst PR-manager ever
my client would be like “there are rumours going around that i’m a gay satanist” and i’d be like “hahaha awesome”

ancientpeoples:

Writing Board
12th Dynasty, Middle Kingdom
c.1981-1802 BC
Gessoed boards were used for writing notes or school exercises. Like the slate writing tablets of yesteryear, they could be used repeatedly, with old texts being whitewashed to provide a “clean slate” for another. This board still bears traces of earlier writing (at left). The main text is a wordy model letter that the student copied—and surely also was expected to memorize. His many spelling mistakes have been corrected in red ink by the teacher.
(Source: The Met Museum)

ancientpeoples:

Writing Board

12th Dynasty, Middle Kingdom

c.1981-1802 BC

Gessoed boards were used for writing notes or school exercises. Like the slate writing tablets of yesteryear, they could be used repeatedly, with old texts being whitewashed to provide a “clean slate” for another. This board still bears traces of earlier writing (at left). The main text is a wordy model letter that the student copied—and surely also was expected to memorize. His many spelling mistakes have been corrected in red ink by the teacher.

(Source: The Met Museum)

beyoncepatronus:

okay that’s the third close mutual i’d apparently unfollowed weeks ago so i’m pretty sure this is tumblr’s fault, not mine. and to make things weirder i can’t find these blogs when i search for them (even when i’ve talked to them so i know they haven’t blocked me.) so, if we were in a mutual but i unfollowed, please message me, i want you all back.

On a whim he snaps Harry’s purple plastic toothbrush in half, and for a second it makes everything okay, so he snaps his razor too, then his fucking fancy lavender soap from Italy, throwing the pieces in the bath. He pours his aftershave down the sink and he smashes the bottle in a spare drawer and he throws his moisturizer into the bin so hard that it splits in two. He has no idea how he’s doing it, it’s like some HULK cross mother-with-a-baby-trapped-under-a-car shit, and well, isn’t that a fucking great joke, babies, and to stop himself from punching the mirror he bites down very hard on his wrist and throws out every bottle of lube in their bathroom, and then smashes his own aftershave, crushes Harry’s expensive bath salts down the sink and holds himself up on the counter and cries until Zayn drags him out and pours half his liquor cabinet down his throat."

like a bastard on the burning sea

http://archiveofourown.org/works/956061

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