The road goes ever ever on
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ivorylungs:

I’ve had this on repeat all night and it’s making me angsty as fuck

ivorylungs:

I’ve had this on repeat all night and it’s making me angsty as fuck

simplybelong:

"Enough of that!"

…not grieve for those whose time has come. You shall live to see these days renewed. No more despair.

shycroft:

Martin Freeman responding to why he thinks people call him sassy (x)

constantlydisheveled:

chavio:

benedictatorship:

bowieonthebelafonte:

When i was 10, I sent a letter to Lemony Snicket. I didn’t receive a personal reply, but I got one of these. 7 years later I realized that there’s a message formed out of the missing letters. 

Fuck

I did NOT just sit down to discover the hidden message.

Me either… cause that would be… Odd

i’m just a man, i’m not a hero
just a boy, who had to sing this song

zackira:

i regret nothing

Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true?

We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.

They can keep their heaven. When I die, I’d sooner go to Middle-Earth.

- George R.R. Martin  (via indisposablehero)

This is one of the most beautiful quotes I think I have ever read. I love it, and I will treasure it for my entire life.

(via draodoir-mna)

bluberryjelly:

This part was so Bucky, just so, so Bucky, he’s like “yes, ok, your philosophical crap is cool and all but is actually not at all important to me at all.”  HE DOESN’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT IDEALS, NEVER DID, HE JUST LOVES STEVE, and that grim smile he gives at the end is just like he knows insisting on that is gonna hurt him but he’s so certain and OUCH JUST OW

mithrandy:

lotr meme

{2/5 friendships} → Gimli and Legolas

northfalls:

”Do I have an intimidating face? Not many men come up to me and give me one-liners.” — Natalie Dormer for GQ Magazine (x)