Nerys

Writer and reader of Tom/Volmione fanfiction on various sites.

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gabite:

cradily:

sophlaa:

cradily:

irish is such a shady language because hello is “dia duit” but directly translated it means “god be with you” and when someone says hello back they say “dia is muire duit” which means “god and mary be with you” .. its like “i see your god and i raise you the holy virgin whatcha gonna do bout it bitch”

irish isnt a language…

Ith mo thóin

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(via theladymiya)

…I have experience working with the mentally ill, so one thing I appreciate about this episode is that they avoid the classic fiction tripe of their conditions being the ‘source’ of their contribution. Mental illness is not a superpower. You don’t get emphysema and suddenly have the ability to fight crime, right? “Stop fiend, for I am…[loud wheezing sounds].” It doesn’t suddenly work differently when the mind is the thing that’s sick. What this so often does is actually diminishes the accomplishments of the individual who manages to reach great heights in spite of the obstacles they have. It’s like a runner having to run a race with a heavy backpack, and after they finish and win everybody gives credit to the backpack.

ironholmesgrl08-rdj-blog:

Say, Something I’m giving up on you.

I’ll be the one if you want me to.

Anywhere I would’ve followed you.

Say Something, I’m giving up on you.

And I am feeling so small. 

It was over my head.

I know nothing at all.

And I will stumble and fall.

I’m still learning to love.

Just starting to crawl

Say something, I’m giving up on you.

I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you.

Anywhere I would’ve followed you.

Say, something I’m giving up on you.

And I will swallow my pride

You’re the one that I love.

And I’m saying goodbye.

Say something, I’m giving up on you.

I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you.

Anywhere I would’ve followed you.

Say, something I’m giving up on you.

Say something I’m giving up on you.

Say something…

-A Great Big World