Split in ½ + pour salt

So I watched the season finale

Thu, 16 May 2013 15:06:12 +0200

Here’s my wish list for season 9:

Crowley teaming up with the boys and Cas.
Abbadon possesses a woman again and becomes Queen of Hell I NEED THIS.
Metatron is in Heaven and tries to become its King, but the souls stage a coup led by Bobby (Ash probably knows more about Heaven right now than Metatron).
Crowley bitching about losing his closet.
Sam and Dean have to force Cas to change his clothes.
Team Free Will + angels (will they even have powers now?) against Hell for the finale.
NO REJOINING WITH THE 2014 LUCIFER TIMELINE THANK YOU ~~‘cause that would mean someone frees Michael and Lucifer and all of Sam’s redemption goes straight down the toilet and I would kill someone if that happened~~
In the end (season 10?) Cas can get his Grace back, but decides to remain human.
~~Everybody lives happily ever after~~

"Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest..."

Tue, 14 May 2013 23:09:40 +0200

““Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark.””

- The guy who edited the TVD finale posted this today. (via elenasfire)

whenyouliveinmallorca: CUANDO UN MALLORQUÍN VUELVE A VER LA...

Mon, 13 May 2013 23:12:56 +0200

whenyouliveinmallorca:

CUANDO UN MALLORQUÍN VUELVE A VER LA CATEDRAL DESPUÉS DE UNA SEMANA DE VIAJE

Homesick feels.

wordsbydan: 7 Great quotes about libraries on photos of...

Fri, 10 May 2013 00:58:15 +0200

wordsbydan:

7 Great quotes about libraries on photos of beautiful libraries

With libraries around the world in danger of extinction, Flavorwire posted a series of great quotes about libraries from famous writers. I decided to pair them with some of the world’s most beautiful libraries. You’re welcome;

Trinity College Library - University of Dublin

University Club Library – New York City

Admont Abbey Library – Austria

Real Gabinete Português de Leitura – Rio de Janeiro

Suzzalo Library at the University of Washington – Seattle

Yale University’s Beinecke Rare Book & Manuscript Library

Canadian Library of Parliament – Ottawa

Click on the photo to see it full size. Support your local library, kids.

Does anyone notice right away when an episode is written by Moffat?

Wed, 08 May 2013 22:38:05 +0200

I’m currently watching Doctor Who for the first time (just starting s7) but this has happened a couple of times already.

The Doctor will talk about a female companion in an unusual way or unusual tone, a companion will act weird, a way that somehow seems wrong, and lo and behold, Moffat wrote it. I mean, season 6 finale, defining River as “Hell in heels”? At that point in time? Come on.

Am I being too “sensitive” or what?

"People get really irritated by mental illness. “Just fucking get it together! Suck it up, man!” I..."

Wed, 08 May 2013 15:58:58 +0200

“People get really irritated by mental illness. “Just fucking get it together! Suck it up, man!” I had a breakdown, and a spiritual friend came to visit me in the psych ward. And they said, “You need to get out of here. Because this is the story you’re telling yourself. You know, Patch Adams has this great work-group camp where you can learn how to really celebrate life.”
It’s something people are so powerless over, and so often they want to make it your fault. It’s nobody’s fault. I started thinking of suicide when I was 10 years old—I can’t believe that that’s somebody’s fault. Like, “Oh, you’re just an attention getter.” Mental illness isn’t seen as an illness, it’s seen as a choice.
I have a joke about how people don’t talk about mental illness the way they do other regular illnesses. “Well, apparently Jeff has cancer. Uh, I have cancer. We all have cancer. You go to chemotherapy you get it taken care of, am I right? You get back to work.” Or: “I was dating this chick, and three months in, she tells me that she wears glasses, and she’s been wearing contact lenses all this time. She needs help seeing. I was like, listen, I’m not into all that Western medicine shit. If you want to see, then work at it. Figure out how not to be so myopic. You know?””

- Maria Bamford (via unknownvariables)

Mr. Therapy Makes You Weak. Mr. Get Over It. Mr. I Don’t Get Why You’re Crying Can’t You Just Stop?

(via peacehon)

Pursue the flighty temptress, adventure.: How to Woo the Girl of Your Dreams by Severus Snape

Wed, 08 May 2013 11:07:57 +0200

Pursue the flighty temptress, adventure.: How to Woo the Girl of Your Dreams by Severus Snape:

october31st1981:

Befriend The Girl of Your Dreams (who shall hereafter be addressed as ‘TGYD’) via methods of stalking.

Aid in the destruction of TGYD’s relationship with her best friend and only sister.

Lie to TGYD about the discrimination she might face once she enters a new world she knows nothing about.

Try to convince TGYD to want to join a school house which has almost consistently displayed prejudice towards people of her heritage despite your knowledge of the discrimination that might occur if she ends up in that house.

(…)

Your silence will not protect you

Tue, 07 May 2013 20:55:41 +0200

We can learn to work and speak when we are afraid in the same way we have learned to work and speak when we are tired. For we have been socialized to respect fear more than our own needs for language and definition, and while we wait in silence for that final luxury of fearlessness, the weight of that silence will choke us.

(…)

In the cause of silence, each of us draws the face of her own fear — fear of contempt, of censure, of some judgment, or recognition, of challenge, of annihilation. But most of all, I think, we fear the visibility without which we cannot truly live.

- Audre Lorde.

1 day after we started dating, I wrote:

Sun, 05 May 2013 17:30:39 +0200

I’d write to you every day.

Every day I’m less and less afraid of talking to you, telling you things, smiling at you, looking at you, kissing you, because I get to know it’s not a bad thing to tell you about myself, it’s not a bad thing to smile at you from the heart, it’s not a bad thing to kiss you when I want to, how I want to, because I want to, because I want you and you want me.

I’d write to you every day to prove to you that: I’m happy, I’m here, I know that you’re here and that you love me and to say that I’m happy when you say you want to see me because I’m happy to see you, I’m happy that I get to see you and that I want to. I’d write to you every day that I want to see you.

I’d write to you every day to say that I’m afraid. I’d write to tell you that it’s not easy, that, sometimes, I don’t know how to cope. Sometimes, I can’t believe it. I can’t believe that you love me, that you’re smiling at me, that you look at me like that, that you laugh with me, that you suffer for me, that you want to be happy by my side.

I’d write to you every day to tell you how afraid I am that I’ll talk too much, that I’ll say too much, that I’ll bore you, that I’ll drive you away from me. I’d write to you every day to tell you how I’ve been taught to be quiet, better be quiet, always be quiet.

But above all things I’d write to you to tell you that I don’t believe all that anymore.

To tell you: it doesn’t matter, I know you’re more than that.

It doesn’t matter, I know trust can do so much more.

It doesn’t matter, I know that you’re here, I know I can believe my eyes. I know you’d still accept me if I let myself go.

I’d tell you that I’ll always feel this way, and I’ll never falter.

I love you.

7 days after we started dating, I wrote:

Wed, 01 May 2013 01:01:03 +0200

You make everything new.

And new is scary, but also exciting. New is unknown (but I want to know it).

The world, the whole world, is new because of you. And as much as I feel I should play it cool, I should play it down, and so on and so forth, my guts, my heart, my eyes, my smile, your eyes, your smile, your easy laughter, your hugs, your hands, your everything tells me: go for it, come explore this world with me, let’s make it all anew, let’s rediscover it.

Let’s live like the present moment will never happen again, and is so much more precious because of that.

Let’s hug and laugh and talk and kiss and hold hands and hug and walk and smile.

Let’s do this.

Sherlock does not have Asperger's or Autism, Thanks - From 4 Psychiatrists

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 01:44:00 +0200

I like this a lot. I love Sherlock (both series and character) and I understand that people would like to excuse his flaws as mental disorder, as it would somehow redeem him and emphasize the brilliance. Thing is, he’s an arse, and that’s okay. Saying otherwise is just making a caricature of Asperger’s and autism.

wellingtongoose:

Four psychiatrists in the UK specialising in autistic spectrum disorders give their professional conclusions on whether Sherlock has autism or Asperger’s Syndrome:

A consultant psychiatrist specialising in diagnosing autistic spectrum disorders in adults.

A consultant child/adolescent psychiatrist

A neuropsychiatrist currently researching Asperger’s Syndrome

A consultant psychiatrist with a special interest in learning disabilities

There has been much debate on this topic but most of it is conducted without any expert knowledge. This meta aims to rectify the balance and make people aware of the real life negative consequences of suggesting that Sherlock has Asperger’s.

A Disclaimer Before we Start

I am a medical student, I know quite a lot of psychiatrists and I managed to interview some of them for this article. These psychiatrists have kindly given up their time to talk about this so please respect their professional knowledge and what they have to say.

I hesitated a lot about publishing this because I’ve had so much hate mail over my previous meta on the subject (Sherlock and His Asperger’s).

Why do we need this dissection? Because real people are being affected by the suggestion that Sherlock has Asperger’s or Autism. The writers decided to throw in the term “Asperger’s” in THoB, and while they may have intended it as a joke, many people including at least two real patients took it very seriously, which caused a great deal of distress to them and their families.

This meta is about making people aware that suggesting Sherlock has a certain disorder is both misleading and harmful.

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Memories

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 01:23:51 +0200

When my grandmother’s brother died, she said she felt like a part of her life had disappeared forever. Not because she would miss him, but because all the memories they had created growing up now lived only in her head; and if she was the only one who remembered, she felt they could as well not be real, but things she’d only read about in a book, things imagined, never shared and never to be shared again.

I think it was then that I understood what it means when “a part of you dies”.

Timeless

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 21:39:20 +0200

It took me years to be able to talk to you like this, between the mirage of platonic love and absolute sisterhood, twin souls thrown into the fray. I love you, I love you so much. But “just” as a friend (now). I love you more than ever, I understand you more than ever, I miss you more than ever. Because for years now I’ve missed you, you alone and not what I used to feel for you.

Nothing makes me happier than talking to you like we do, getting each other like this. You know how much I’d like to see you now. We’d walk on the eternal city walls in our minds, with the setting sun on one side, the amber light, timeless, raining on the old ramparts on the other. My palm trees, my sun, our sea. Our city.

I love you.

I miss you and I miss our island.

Photo

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 21:32:31 +0200

themajesticmoosemane: Why does no one ever talk about Andromeda Tonks I mean she was a pure-blood...

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 17:06:00 +0200

themajesticmoosemane:

Why does no one ever talk about Andromeda Tonks I mean she was a pure-blood Slytherin in the Black family and she still chose to marry a muggle born despite being disowned and then she raised one of the most badass witches in all of existence and joined the Order of the Phoenix and when her husband, daughter and son-in-law all died in the war, she stepped up and helped raise Teddy seriously that woman was a fucking hero.

YES. Thank you. I wish we’d seen more of her in the books! Walburga’s portrait would have spontaneously burst into flames if she ever entered number 12.

neoteotihuacan: A few months back, a small twitter hashtag got...

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 16:26:48 +0200

neoteotihuacan:

A few months back, a small twitter hashtag got kind of crazy - #overlyhonestmethods

Its a hashtag full of scientists admitting shortcuts in research, along with the daily face palms and annoyances of a scientific lifestyle. Science is hard, yo.

I decided to steal some of the more popular tweets from the trending hashtag along with some random images of scientists from Google image search and combine them. This is the result. it works, I think.

The full album can be found here: http://imgur.com/a/x77kL

“Compound was determined to be air-stable when it was accidentally removed from glovebox and didn’t burst into flame.”

It works.

When you want to go to the sea

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 00:01:12 +0200

And the sea is 630 km from you

seabasstian: Arriving at your gender identity 15 years late with Starbucks

Sat, 27 Apr 2013 22:20:13 +0200

seabasstian:

Arriving at your gender identity 15 years late with Starbucks

captainmjolnir: I’ve never understood the stereotype that women are more likely to faint at blood I...

Sat, 27 Apr 2013 21:17:39 +0200

captainmjolnir:

I’ve never understood the stereotype that women are more likely to faint at blood

I mean seriously

what do you think we do every month

On spring days

Sat, 27 Apr 2013 07:30:14 +0200

Some days I’d like to have a giant blackboard to draw beyond the limits of my tiny notebook. To go beyond my fear of the unknown, the unknown that seems so empty, and realize how full of ideas and surprises it really is. To get used again to draw strong and big and free lines that scream, I’m here, this is me, again, unafraid. And then take two steps back and look at it anew, then erase, then start again. Like every day, without stopping at what’s comfortable, saving the best in your heart but always striving for more.