4 Glo, Nic & Asi.
...stuff about life, loves, happiness and cake; and dedicated to the man who called me "Fred" just because he could.
4 Glo, Nic & Asi.
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Set primarily in 1852 The Mudlark Paradox takes place partly on the Southbank of the River Thames and partly in the elegant properties of London’s socialites. The book tells the story of an accident of time travel into Dickensian London, where science as simple as electricity was considered to be supernatural.
Follow Jo, Noah and Will on a vivid adventure through the mud and pomp of London, and the tides and turns of time.
Props go to asimus for the cover art.
The cover for a private audiobook/podcast of the one day to be published masterpiece novel, The Mudlark Paradox by Kathryn L Kettle.
I’m not going to lie… apart from comedy Bond movie making shinanigans, Wunderhundscheiße, chicken shaped cocktails, unexpected park samichs, blue shit, interesting late night walks sans maps, touching the mutha-freaking gate, pool table fights at paule’s metal eck, hardcore sharpie tats, unacceptable cake and a flagrant disregard for U-bahn ticketing policy…..I’m mostly still fangirling over seeing an actual page of the Illiad. That was a nice way to start 2012.
psst courtney
im hungry
get me pizza courtney
delicious pizza
Feeeeeeeeeed meeeee
Is it just me that wants to know what all these shelf labels say?
(Source: wearywithoutsleep, via effyeahnerdfighters)
Let’s not beat around the bush here…
OR SHALL WE?!
Why the fuck is she cuddling with Tampax at what appears to be a pool that is also the ocean?
I want a tampon commercial where the women are fighting zombies or some shit.
And they’re all beat up and bloody and shoving tampons into bullet wounds to stop the bleeding.
And I want one of the ladies to full-on decapitate a zombie with a machete or maybe a scythe.
And then I want her to look directly into the camera with blood running from an open wound on her forehead and say,
“For the fighting spirit.”
^ That commercial would win all of the Oscars.
That commercial would make more sense that all this faffing about through the fields of daisies and cuddling your fucking tampons bullshit…
What are you talking about?
I sit by the pool/ocean cuddle my tampons all the fucking time.
Who wants to start a tampon company with me just so we can make that commercial?
What would it be called, Tampocalypse? I’d be game if it were called Tampocalypse.
reblogging for the priceless notes
The Tampocalypse
FOR THE FIGHTING SPIRIT.
Well periods aren’t all ‘Let me parade around in my motherfucking white bikini at the beach and shake my ass around in front of the hot boys while snuggling my tampon box”
IT’S LITERALLY A BLOOD BATH!!
IT’S A WAR!
IF YOU GET IN MY WAY, FUCKER I WILL KNOCK YOU THE FUCK OUT!
Tampocalypse.
I love the internet.
For the Luls.

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Hi, I’m John Green. New York Times best-selling author and Printz novelist.
This vid = Funniest shit I have seen all month.
This moment = the moment I cried for laughter at all the charity awesome.
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