I'm a liar and you're a thief.





The name is Nidia. It probably doesn't have any meaning.

My life's a tragedy. Add some comedy and we shall all laugh. I live in sunny Singapore and I'm still waiting for that opportunity for me to live my dream.

I tend to reblog a lot. My apologies.

marvelobsessions:

Steve desperately trying to high five Bucky in Captain America: The Winter Soldier


tinyjutsu:

WHY IS HE DOING THIS

(Source: videohall)


marchantmarchand:

literallyunbelievable:

Actually, more evidence is coming out

Satan has many deceptions

marchantmarchand:

literallyunbelievable:

Actually, more evidence is coming out

Satan has many deceptions

(Source: The Onion)


cumberbatchcoffeeklatch:

I am seeing a pattern here

(Source: bencdaily)


imsirius:

Daniel Radcliffe: This is an example of one of those things that just happens. And if we tried to do this, we’d never have got it
Dane DeHaan: Movie magic
- Kill Your Darlings commentary

(Source: igperish)


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fakinq-glory:

today was my last day in my creative writing class and my teacher gave everybody a piece of paper to write down a contract and to put it in our wallets. she said she did the same thing when she was younger and every now and then she’d brush by it and remember that she wanted to write. everybody took time to write out what they wanted and I just sat at the back of the class, sitting on the windowsill and I knew there was only one thing to write but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. at the end of the class after everybody left, I went to thank her for the year, and she told me that people should be reading my words for a long time, but they won’t be able to do that if I’m not around to write them. I showed her the blank piece of paper, and she said it was okay not to write anything, and then I wrote this. I learned the power of words in that class, I learned it was okay to vomit up half a dozen notebooks stained with blood and exploded pens because it means you have something to say.

fakinq-glory:

today was my last day in my creative writing class and my teacher gave everybody a piece of paper to write down a contract and to put it in our wallets. she said she did the same thing when she was younger and every now and then she’d brush by it and remember that she wanted to write. everybody took time to write out what they wanted and I just sat at the back of the class, sitting on the windowsill and I knew there was only one thing to write but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. at the end of the class after everybody left, I went to thank her for the year, and she told me that people should be reading my words for a long time, but they won’t be able to do that if I’m not around to write them. I showed her the blank piece of paper, and she said it was okay not to write anything, and then I wrote this. I learned the power of words in that class, I learned it was okay to vomit up half a dozen notebooks stained with blood and exploded pens because it means you have something to say.


homophobias:

seeing food on my dash

image

(Source: jordislegs)


weeping-who-girl:

Billie Piper Week: Day 2

Favorite Billie TV Appearance: Graham Norton Show 2013 (x)


rainbowthundercunt:

I didn’t even wait for all the gifs to load before I reblogged this…

(Source: neuroticpaint)


souljaboy2007:

omame:

ホットプレートを活用。 : 暮らしのぼやき。


why does this toast look so nice

Jessica Lange in American Horror Story (2011 - 2014)

(Source: desiree-duprees-spooky-titty)


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about me

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kingsleyyy:

i swear it would be easier to explain if someone looked over my shoulder and saw me watching porn than to explain some of the posts on my damn dashboard…this being one of them

(Source: iraffiruse)