rock lem·on
[rok lem-uhn]
–noun
1. the Acid fruit of a subtropical citrus tree, Citrus Queenfornicus.
2. a large mass of psychedelic stone that collects outdated technology
3. the colour of a grease stain on asphalt
4. a largely sentient lifeform that displays a propensity for seventies rock bands, dark chocolate, literature and slash
I gave up after Season 4 but the love still glows brightly every now and then <3
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hallor:
Sherlock charm giveaway!
- what: 4 bbc sherlock themed charms
- reblog limit is once a day
- only reblogs count
- giveaway ends Sunday April 29th, 8pm GMT
- will ship globally
- you do not need to follow kriegspeil or hallor
Good luck :)
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Alt + Ctlr + reblog sign(double click) = boom!
the-lunar-alchemist:
-purplenurples:

I love it when Tumblr folk find new ways to explore this wonderful site lol.
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dredsina:
baconflag:
hotsauceonpizza:
tylerthelatteboy:
okay—idiotas:
I’d like to bring this back. My friend and I want to see if there’s any sort of relationship between Hogwarts houses and personality types (we’re using Myers-Briggs for this).
If you’d like to…
ENFP, Slytherin
animalstalkinginallcaps:
THAT’S RIGHT, DRAG IT. DRAG THAT LONG, SEXY ASS.
OH MY GOD, MOM. WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?
YOUR FATHER HAS A VERY NICE BACKSIDE. I’M COMMENTING ON IT.
THAT’S SO GROSS. YOU’RE GROSSING ME OUT. DAD, TELL HER SHE’S BEING A SICKO.
HONEY, YOU’RE BEING “A SICKO” AND UPSETTING SAMUEL WITH YOUR COMPLETELY ACCURATE REMARK ABOUT HOW GREAT MY ASS IS.
I’M NOT SORRY.
YOU HEAR THAT, CHAMP? YOUR MOTHER IS UNREPENTANT. SHE’S A WOMAN OF STRONG CONVICTIONS, AND I THINK WE SHOULD RESPECT THAT.
madmendaily:
itberice:
May 2012 Vanity Fair.
KIERNAN! Disappointed not to see any other other cast members though…!?
"We were discussing homosexuality because of an allusion to it in the book we were reading, and several boys made comments such as, “That’s disgusting.” We got into the debate and eventually a boy admitted that he was terrified/disgusted when he was once sharing a taxi and the other male passenger made a pass at him.The lightbulb went off. “Oh,” I said. “I get it. See, you are afraid, because for the first time in your life you have found yourself a victim of unwanted sexual advances by someone who has the physical ability to use force against you.” The boy nodded and shuddered visibly.“But,” I continued. “As a woman, you learn to live with that from the time you are fourteen, and it never stops. We live with that fear every day of our lives. Every man walking through the parking garage the same time you are is either just a harmless stranger or a potential rapist. Every time.” The girls in the room nodded, agreeing. The boys seemed genuinely shocked. “So think about that the next time you hit on a girl. Maybe, like you in the taxi, she doesn’t actually want you to."