well my heart is gold and my hands are cold

“ I’ve been dead for seven years. That’s as warm as they get. ”

   I was made to be             to be a monster. [ x ]

LES MISERABLES; Victor Hugo

“So long as there shall exist, by reason of law and custom, a social condemnation which, in the midst of civilization, artificially creates a hell on earth, and complicates with human fatality a destiny that is divine; so long as the three problems of the century - the degradation of man by the exploitation of his labour, the ruin of women by starvation and the atrophy of childhood by physical and spiritual night are not solved; so long as, in certain regions, social asphyxia shall be possible; in other words and from a still broader point of view, so long as ignorance and misery remain on earth, there should be a need for books such as this.”

Jama Masjid in New Delhi. India

“bro”

“what bro”

“tell the whole world that we’re bros”

*whispers* “we’re bros”

“why’d you whisper bro?”

“because you’re my whole world bro”

“b r o”

i cant think of a caption for this so heres some other sentence: dont leave your unfinished drink on the bus seat because sometimes i sit there and then i gotta deal with your bottle

I love how potato in French is pomme de terre, which pretty much means “earth apple.”

like what stupid frenchman saw this:

and said “zis petite légume looks like a, how you say, APPLE! hmmm… but it grows in ze earth… HON HON HON! MAIS OUI! C’EST UNE POMME DE TERRE!”

j’adore comment ananas se dit pineapple en anglais, ce qui veut littéralement dire “pomme de pin”, genre quel type anglais a vu ça:

et s’est dit : “ow cette étrange big fruit ressemble à une, how do you say, POMME! hmmm… mais plutôt une pomme qui pousse dans les pins… HU HU HU! OH YES, IT’S A PINEAPPLE!” (z’avez vu, on peut le faire aussi… hon hon hon!)

WELL PLAYED, FRANCE.

                               R O N A N   L Y N C H

        Ronan kept going, his voice louder. “ No. Do you 

        hear me, Cabeswater? You promised to keep me

        safe. Who are we to you? Nothing? If you let him

     die, that is not keeping me safe. Do you understand?

                           If they die, I die, too. ”

duality challenge

“No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.” ― C. S. Lewis