So, I’m Anna… Don’t think you saw that coming. Six-eighths Celtic, two-eighths English and half-Bulgarian and utterly confused between the three, and I'm obsessed with Ireland into the mix. I love books, and I’m scared of nearly everything mankind has discovered so far. In my spare time, I can be found in transit to the CBD, writing poetry, speaking in Elizabethan English, lurking in a corner, having a peach fight, running around in the rain or eating chocolate.

 

lnternetfag:

on a typical day i usually contemplate committing suicide, why i haven’t committed suicide already, and how exactly i let my life get to where it is now

highenergyjewtrino:

poryqon:

when you are doing a group activity in class and your teacher puts the smart kid in your group

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When you are doing a group activity in class and you’re the smart kid.

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because-i-have-us:

renirabbit:

yougotkronwalled:

burrayeksa:

Hockey is so fucking entertaining without even meaning to be. 

All these hockey gifs and they didn’t include the best one: image

this made me want to watch hockey

that gif above me. is my home team. 

bastardlybrendan:

Had a major flashback to my childhood yesterday when I saw someone has recreated this stencil and been spraying it around Belfast. Very clever bit of graffiti. 

bastardlybrendan:

Had a major flashback to my childhood yesterday when I saw someone has recreated this stencil and been spraying it around Belfast. Very clever bit of graffiti. 

(Source: irishrepublicanarmy)

holly-jollie-pie:

maddetectivewithabox:

gallifrey-feels:

bumbleblaine:

There was a four year old named Hermione at my work today. It’s started. 

it has begun

The Potter generation is growing up.

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AND GETTIN’ BIZAY 

The Burning of Bombay Street

On 15 August 1969 in an increasingly tense Belfast, Bombay Street was burned to the ground by a Loyalist mob. 

Seasoned journalist Lawrence Pitkethly, now living in Paris, revisits the scene of harrowing human suffering that started his career as a young television reporter in the late 1960s in a new documentary for BBC One Northern Ireland.

panic-at-the-discount-store:

I show affection for my pets by holding them against me and whispering I love you repeatedly as they struggle to escape from my arms