inducting @derbs into the whovian fandom. #dontblink

currently trekking up a hill to find some reception in my still filthy PHAT shoes. #holgatelyf

the avengers. #phatafterparty

fitify:

basically, anyone reading this knows that tumblr + studying = difficult. we’re all procrastinators. so i thought i’d share my favorite ways to crack down, not suck, and make it through finals week. you’ll need

• this or this. it’ll whip your ass into gear. you name a list of websites that distract you, set a timer, and bam. no more hour long study breaks. the best - or worst - part is, it can’t be undone by the application, by deleting the application, or by restarting the computer. you just gotta wait, and if you’re going to wait, you may as well study.
• goals. when you sit down to study, write down everything you’re going to do. then do it. aimlessly staring at your books won’t do shit.
• something to listen to. i suggest movie scores, song covers by the vitamin string quartet, or white noise.
• a queue. if you’re really obsessed with keeping your blog up to date, set aside some time, fatten up your queue, and let your blog run itself for a few days.
• breaks. during your breaks, dance, run around, work out, go for a walk, talk to your friends, call your mom. going back on the internet is an easy way to get out of the mood, so i wouldn’t suggest it.
• tea and coffee - if not for the caffeine, then for the feeling of cozying up with your text books and feeling studious. 
• a place to study. it doesn’t matter if it’s in a coffee house, a library, or your kitchen table. as long as your bed’s not in sight and tempting you into a nap, you’re good.

that’s all i’ve got. i’d try to think of more, but that, my friends, would be procrastinating. off to study.

mpdrolet:

Margarete Elmenhorst

the new facebook app logo makes me uncomfortable.

savvydarling:

pf#1 by níls on Flickr.

samuelchanyf:

Ben Howard feat. Daughter - Black Flies

Black flies on the windowsill
That we are
That we are
That we are to know
Winter stole summer’s thrill
And the river’s cracked and cold

See the sky is no man’s land
A darkened plume to stay
Hope here needs a humble hand
Not a fox found in your place

No man is an island, this I know
But can’t you see?
Maybe you were the ocean when I was just a stone

Black flies on the windowsill
That we are
That we are
That we are to hold
Comfort came against my will
And every story must grow old

Still I’ll be a traveler
A gypsy’s reins to face
But the road is wearier
With that fool found in your place

No man is an island, this I know
But can’t you see?
Maybe you were the ocean when I was just a stone

So here we are

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❝don't blink. don't even blink. blink and you're dead. don't turn your back, don't look away and don't blink. good luck.

cervid:

Yosemite Valley_1989 (by cc-2412)

benhowardanonymous:

Bloodlines can’t you see I’m letting go 
I take with me what you left unburned 

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