I randomly started dissociating and crying a few minutes ago.  I’ve never done both at once before.  And after about 90 seconds it was over.  Very strange.  Very unpleasant.

Evil Asks. - These are pretty fucking interesting

  • A. If you could get away with one murder in your lifetime without any legal, social, or emotional repercussions, would you kill someone?
  • B. What is your first thought when you receive a message on Tumblr, are you excited for the idea of someone from potentially the other side of the world wanting to talk to you or fearful that someone will criticize you?
  • C. Have you ever looked down on someone because you thought your religious views were superior?
  • D. Would you rather know everything the universe has to offer but in exchange lose all emotions or remain the way you are now?
  • E. If you could live and be healthy without sleeping or eating/drinking, which would you cut out of your life?
  • F. If you could take on the exact body and form of anyone else on Earth, who would it be?
  • G. Would you rather burn or freeze to death?
  • H. If it meant it would solve all world hunger, war, disease and bigotry, would you spend the rest of eternity in Hell?
  • I. Was the first crush in your life something you had or something someone had on you?
  • J. Could you live without having sex ever (again) in exchange for eternal youth?
  • K. Have you ever watched a full length pornographic movie?
  • L. The Beatles or The Rolling Stones?
  • M. If you could have the ability to manipulate matter or energy, which would you choose?
  • N. What was the worst nightmare you ever had?
  • O. Would you rather spend one year with your one true love just to never see them again or the rest of your life with second best?
  • P. All the sequels/remakes/adaptations/rip-offs in movies nowadays, good or bad?
  • Q. Would you rather be dirt poor and emotionally fulfilled in life or be rich beyond imagination and emotionally dissatisfied for life?
  • R. Do you have any (secret) feelings of bigotry to any group of people?
  • S. Would you rather be the only person in the world that can read minds or have everyone else in the world be able to read minds except for your own?
  • T. If everyone in the world would automatically only know one language, which language would you choose?
  • U. If you were old enough and not in a situation where it would be inappropriate, would you sleep with one of your (past) school teachers/professors?
  • V. A world without religion, good, bad, neutral?
  • W. The men's rights movement, legitimate cause or laughable, and why?
  • X. You can eliminate one of your five senses to substantially strengthen the others, which one and would you do it?
  • Y. Do looks mean anything to you? Don't lie, could you fall in love with someone you thought was ugly?
  • Z. Can you understand the mindset and logic used by the opposite spiritual opinion? An atheist understanding the belief in a higher power and vice versa.

I AM SO CONFUSED

fredcollins:

OKAY, SO, MY DAD COMES IN AND HANDS ME A LETTER TODAY AND HE WAS LIKE “well I don’t know what’s happening but I’m pretty sure this is for you” AND THIS IS WHAT HE HANDS ME:

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so naturally I OPEN IT.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I WAS EXPECTING TO FIND

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someone legitimately took the time and money to write out this letter EXACTLY as it appears in Goblet of Fire, and COVER IT IN STAMPS. THEY EVEN SEALED IT WITH WAX.

I DON’T KNOW WHO THE FUCK DID THIS 

WHAT IS HAPPENING

(via tonystesticles)

The English language is like London: proudly barbaric yet deeply civilised, too, common yet royal, vulgar yet processional, sacred yet profane. Each sentence we produce, whether we know it or not, is a mongrel mouthful of Chaucerian, Shakespearean, Miltonic, Johnsonian, Dickensian and American. Military, naval, legal, corporate, criminal, jazz, rap and ghetto discourses are mingled at every turn. The French language, like Paris, has attempted, through its Academy, to retain its purity, to fight the advancing tides of Franglais and international prefabrication. English, by comparison, is a shameless whore.

Stephen Fry, The Ode Less Travelled: Unlocking the Poet Within