well love was kind for a time
now it just aches and leaves me blind
this mirror holds my eyes too bright
i can’t see the others in my life x
(Source: georgeblagdiddy)
“Cosette by nature was not easily startled. There was in her veins the blood of the gypsy and of the adventuress who goes barefoot. It must be remembered she was rather a lark than a dove. She was wild and brave at heart.”
(Source: studjolras)
OUaT season 1:
OUaT season 2:
this is so accurate it hurts
MOTHA FUCKIN WISHBONE
CHRIST, WISHBONE. RIGHT IN THE CHILDHOOD.
It’s Tweezlebutt! :D
Some time ago Mom was trying and failing to remember Wishbone’s name. “You know, the dog that dresses up and acts out books… the little Jack Russell, what’s his name… Tweezlebutt, I dunno!”
We later decided he had a less well-to-do cousin named Sparklenads.
I kinda wish I could see the resume of the costume designer for this show.
Wishbone
Made adorable little outfits for a dog. One for every episode.
Is this on Netflix yet? It should be! Or there should be a comparable program to introduce literature to today’s yoots.
Also, I am proud to know the name of Wishbone’s canine actor, which is Soccer. I learned that from a Wendy’s kids’ meal. Wendys had some badassed kids meal licenses back in the day, like Carmen Sandiego and shit.
When I was a kid my mom took us to meet Wishbone. We stood in line for hours. At least one of those hours was spent talking to his voice actor, who my sisters and I didn’t care about cause it was just some goofy dude but my mom got us pictures of Wishbone signed by him. We lost them in a flood but they were still pretty cool! And we also met the neighbor lady, Wanda I think her name was. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAND she was in character from what I remember.
Wishbone, the distinguished dog actor he was, was in the middle of the bookstore and his trainer was there answering any questions we had about him.
In summary, my mom’s pretty cool. She also took me to meet Pocahontas because I was obsessed with her as a little second grader.
(Source: nowstandbackforyourownsafety)
“Two at one shot,” he said. And turning toward Enjolras gently, he said to him, “Will you permit it?” Enjolras shook his hand with a smile. That smile was not finished before the report was heard. Enjolras, pierced by eight bullets, remained back up against the wall as if the bullets had nailed him there. Except that his head was titled. Grantaire, struck down, collapsed at his feet.
(Source: penny-hartzs)
