daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one



Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 
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daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one



Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 
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daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one



Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 
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daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one



Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 
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daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one



Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 
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daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one



Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 
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daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one



Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 
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daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one



Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 
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daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one



Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 
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daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one



Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 
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daddyslittlepunker:

fahrlight:

seananmcguire:

jimhines:

ursulavernon:

blood-stained-clouds:

ew—-society:

courageisthekeytohappiness:

i’m in love with peter pan. 

you forgot my favorite one

Ah, damnit Internet, you made me cry before breakfast.

Now I want to be Peter Pan when I grow up. Which is confusing on multiple levels…

I love him so.

CRYING

"that’ll take you somewhere weird" bless him 


“Live your life like you’re 80 looking back on your teenager years. You know if your dad calls you at eight in the morning and asks if you want to go out for breakfast. As a teenager you’re like no, I want to sleep. But as an eighty year old looking back you have that breakfast with your dad. It just little things like that, that helped me when I was a teenager in terms of making choices you won’t regret.”

Live your life like you’re 80 looking back on your teenager years. You know if your dad calls you at eight in the morning and asks if you want to go out for breakfast. As a teenager you’re like no, I want to sleep. But as an eighty year old looking back you have that breakfast with your dad. It just little things like that, that helped me when I was a teenager in terms of making choices you won’t regret.

theumbrellaseller:

bofurthebrodwarf:

onamelancholyhill:



mmirkwood:



 #most people don’t get the extent of what this means
 #THEIR FATHERS HATE EACH OTHERS GUTS #LIKE NOT DISLIKE #BUT ACTUALLY LEGIT HATE



God bless Tolkien.





#somewhere else in middle earth thranduil and gloin are (separately) sobbing angrily #except their friendship mADE THEIR DADS STOP HATING EACH OTHER #I’M SORRY BUT THESE TWO WIN EVERYTHING



Two households, both alike in dignity,in Middle Earth, where we lay our sceneFrom ancient grudge break to new mutiny,Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.From forth the fatal realms of these two foesA pair of star-cross’d brothers make their lifeWhose misadventure Sauron overthrows,And with his death, end their people’s strife.Their fearful passage, that shall death mark’d proveAnd the continuance of their parents’ rageWhich but The One Ring’s end, naught could remove,Is now, like, twelve hours’ traffic of our stage;The which of you with patient ears attend,What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
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theumbrellaseller:

bofurthebrodwarf:

onamelancholyhill:



mmirkwood:



 #most people don’t get the extent of what this means
 #THEIR FATHERS HATE EACH OTHERS GUTS #LIKE NOT DISLIKE #BUT ACTUALLY LEGIT HATE



God bless Tolkien.





#somewhere else in middle earth thranduil and gloin are (separately) sobbing angrily #except their friendship mADE THEIR DADS STOP HATING EACH OTHER #I’M SORRY BUT THESE TWO WIN EVERYTHING



Two households, both alike in dignity,in Middle Earth, where we lay our sceneFrom ancient grudge break to new mutiny,Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.From forth the fatal realms of these two foesA pair of star-cross’d brothers make their lifeWhose misadventure Sauron overthrows,And with his death, end their people’s strife.Their fearful passage, that shall death mark’d proveAnd the continuance of their parents’ rageWhich but The One Ring’s end, naught could remove,Is now, like, twelve hours’ traffic of our stage;The which of you with patient ears attend,What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
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theumbrellaseller:

bofurthebrodwarf:

onamelancholyhill:



mmirkwood:



 #most people don’t get the extent of what this means
 #THEIR FATHERS HATE EACH OTHERS GUTS #LIKE NOT DISLIKE #BUT ACTUALLY LEGIT HATE



God bless Tolkien.





#somewhere else in middle earth thranduil and gloin are (separately) sobbing angrily #except their friendship mADE THEIR DADS STOP HATING EACH OTHER #I’M SORRY BUT THESE TWO WIN EVERYTHING



Two households, both alike in dignity,in Middle Earth, where we lay our sceneFrom ancient grudge break to new mutiny,Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.From forth the fatal realms of these two foesA pair of star-cross’d brothers make their lifeWhose misadventure Sauron overthrows,And with his death, end their people’s strife.Their fearful passage, that shall death mark’d proveAnd the continuance of their parents’ rageWhich but The One Ring’s end, naught could remove,Is now, like, twelve hours’ traffic of our stage;The which of you with patient ears attend,What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
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theumbrellaseller:

bofurthebrodwarf:

onamelancholyhill:



mmirkwood:



 #most people don’t get the extent of what this means
 #THEIR FATHERS HATE EACH OTHERS GUTS #LIKE NOT DISLIKE #BUT ACTUALLY LEGIT HATE



God bless Tolkien.





#somewhere else in middle earth thranduil and gloin are (separately) sobbing angrily #except their friendship mADE THEIR DADS STOP HATING EACH OTHER #I’M SORRY BUT THESE TWO WIN EVERYTHING



Two households, both alike in dignity,in Middle Earth, where we lay our sceneFrom ancient grudge break to new mutiny,Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.From forth the fatal realms of these two foesA pair of star-cross’d brothers make their lifeWhose misadventure Sauron overthrows,And with his death, end their people’s strife.Their fearful passage, that shall death mark’d proveAnd the continuance of their parents’ rageWhich but The One Ring’s end, naught could remove,Is now, like, twelve hours’ traffic of our stage;The which of you with patient ears attend,What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
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theumbrellaseller:

bofurthebrodwarf:

onamelancholyhill:

Two households, both alike in dignity,
in Middle Earth, where we lay our scene
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal realms of these two foes
A pair of star-cross’d brothers make their life
Whose misadventure Sauron overthrows,
And with his death, end their people’s strife.
Their fearful passage, that shall death mark’d prove
And the continuance of their parents’ rage
Which but The One Ring’s end, naught could remove,
Is now, like, twelve hours’ traffic of our stage;
The which of you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.

Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.

 Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine (via naturaekos)