Let Us Rise --
"I'm never worried to walk the wire -- I won't do anything just half-assed!"
The demented rebloggings of a history nerd who has become a major Sherlock fangirl.
There may occasionally be large amounts of slash/NSFW material, and things that may offend you. Don't like? Don't follow. I won't hold it against you.
Notice: The art you see here will inevitably belong to someone else, as I cannot art worth crap. I will try to credit the original, but if I cannot, please know that I am not stealing other people's art, nor do I claim it as my own.
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Post reblogged from Blubbering Ballsacks
sherlock-holmess-little-fangirl:
somedays I want to be Joey Lucas
some days I want to be Toby Zeigler
but really I’m Josh Lyman
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Post reblogged from But Can You Drop The Bass, Jawn?
i need my browser tabs arranged in a very specific way or i get uncomfortable
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Chat reblogged from Blubbering Ballsacks
- Me flirting: "So who's your favourite serial killer?"
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Photo reblogged from That's it. That's all there is.
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Chat reblogged from And All That Jazz
- Person on the bus: Excuse me, I can hear your music.
- Me: Oh good. This song's great I'll turn it up for you.
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Quote reblogged from tertium quidWhat is the Reason that I cant remove all Papers and Books from my Table, take one Volume into my Hands, and read it, and then reflect upon it, till night, without wishing for my Pen and Ink to write a Letter, or taking down any other Book, or thinking of the Girls? Because I cant command my attention. My Thoughts are roving from Girls to friends, from friends to Court, to Worcester, to Piscataquay, Newbury, and then to Greece and Rome, then to France, from Poetry to oratory, and Law, and Oh, a rambling, Imagination. Could I fix my attention, and keep off every fluttering Thought that attempts to intrude upon the present subject, I could read a Book all Day. Wisdom, curse on it, will come soon or late.John Adams, Diary, 1759 (via shitjohnadamssays)
I feel you, John.
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- Me (Valjean): ONE DAY MORE ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER DESTINY! THIS NEVER ENDING ROAD TO CALVARY. THIS MAN WHO SEEMS TO KNOW MY CRIME WITH SURELY COME A SECOND TIME ONE DAY--
- Me (Marius): I DID NOT LIVE UNTIL TODAY. HOW CAN I LIVE WHEN WE ARE --
- Me (Valjean): ONE DAY MORE---
- Me (Cosette): TOMORROW YOU'LL BE WORLDS AWAAAAAAY. AND YET, WITH YOU, MY WORLD HAS ---
- Me (Eponine) : ONE MORE DAY ALL ON MY --
- Me (Marius): WILL WE EVER MEET ---
- Me (Eponine): ONE MORE DAY WITH HIM NOT CAAAAARRRR-
- Me (Cosette): I WAS BORN TO BE WITH--
- Me (Eponine) : WHAT A LIFE I MIGHT HAVE
- Me (Marius): AND I SWEAR I WILL BE TRUUUUUUU--
- Me (Eponine): BUT HE NEVER SAW ME THEEEEEEEEEEEEE----
- Me (Enjolras): ONE MORE DAY BEFORE THE STOOOOORRR--
- Me (Marius) : DO I FOLLOW WHERE SHE----
- Me (Enjolras): AT THE BARRICADES OF FREEEEEEDDDDOOOOM---
- Me: FJKLSA;CNDKOPAJFKD; WE WILL NIP IT IN THE BUD NEVER KNOW YOUR LUCK WHEN THERES A FREE FOR ALL EVERY MAN WILL BE A KING DO YOU HEAR THE PEOPLE SING MY PLACE IS HERE I FIGHT WITH YOOOOU ONE MORE DAAAAY ONE MORE DAWWWWN
- Me: OOOOOOOONE DAAAAAAY MOOOOOOOOORE
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Post reblogged from Lover of the Fandoms
do you hear the students cry
crying through essays that they write
penning the musings of a pupil
doing their homework over night
on the weekend there were laughs
putting it off seemed a good plan
now im stuck here with my books
motherfucking damn
the song of my people
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Post reblogged from tertium quid
i have so much shit to do today and i am actually going to do it
lol okay
update: i literally didnt do any of it
