When my body is cold, decorate me in gold.

A 20-year-old, rather eccentric, somewhat neurotic chemistry student from the south of England with a fondness for tea, good books, and pretty things. Commonly known as Nom.

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You remember how sick days used to almost be something you wanted as a kid cause then you could stay home and watch TV on the sofa all day while your parents made you soup and dippy eggs and toast instead of going to school?

Turns out that they are another one of those things that are actually kinda shit when you are an adult and have to look after yourself 

Being ill is really, really boring.

softgrungebarnes:

i can only think of sam opening his wings just to fuck around like

natasha chasing clint around the house for reasons that should remain unknown and the fifth time they pass around sam he just extends his wings and clint smashes face first against it 

"thanks wilson" says nat as she drags clint by his foot "no probs tasha" 

(via spaceconfessional)

oate:

*shows up at ur door 10 years after we had an argument* aND ANOTHER THING

(via glisseos)

terpsikeraunos:

au in which the library of alexandria didn’t burn down

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ivy-and-twine:

MCM Part II   Flower Beards

VZ WE MM VV PY

(via nacmacfi)

psyfucks:


respect existence or expect resistance

DAMN SON

psyfucks:

respect existence or expect resistance

DAMN SON

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(Source: rabalogy, via liamdryden)

brigantes:

You're my mission.

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