Anonymous: BOOO TO THE HATER! YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL BB!! Don't let anyone else tell you otherwise <3

I honestly think there are no such things as UGLY PEOPLE (physically) in the world. Thank you so much, dear! I won’t let anyone else tell me otherwise but I definitely can’t change their opinion of me. I spend my daily life making my  high school students curse me when lessons are hard, so no big deal!

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The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey Alternate Scene

  1. Galadriel: Mithrandir, why the halfling?
  2. Gandalf: Why Bilbo Baggins?
  3. Galadriel: yeah
  4. Gandalf: I dunno. I thought it'd be funny
  5. Galadriel: haha it kinda is
Anonymous: you must be super ugly because you live in fantasy of shipping jaime n brienne and now beth n daryl? also you never post your pic on your blog

If you think I’m ugly it’s fine, dear. Personally I would rather live with being called as ugly but shipping whatever ships I want to ship and enjoy whatever shits I love. Do I ever offend you, personally? All I’m doing is making gifsets and reblogging stuffs about my ships. If you really hate that, just block me. I will disappear from your dash, unless someone that you follow reblog my stuff.

Also, yes probably I never or often post my pictures. But if you want to see how ugly I am, you’re always welcome to check on my twitter:

By the way coming off as anon and insulting people are…




Amazon ruined our cat’s birthday but look how they made it up to her :D


Amazon ruined our cat’s birthday but look how they made it up to her :D


Get to know me meme: (1/5) favourite tv shows » Game of Thrones

Oh, my sweet summer child. What do you know about fear? Fear is for the winter when the snows fall a hundred feet deep. Fear is for the the long nights when the sun hides for years, and children are born and live and die, all in darkness. That is the time for fear, my little lord; when the white walkers move through the woods. Thousands of years ago there came a night that lasted a generation. Kings froze to death in their castles, same as the shepherds in their huts, and women smothered their babies rather than see them starve, and wept and felt their tears freeze on their cheeks. So is this the sort of story that you like?

I am nothing now/ And it’s been so long/ Since I heard a sound/ The sound of my only  h o p e.