spicyshimmy:

it’s so difficult loving chris pine because at any given moment you have no idea what form that love is going to take

  • embarrassed delight?
  • aroused outrage?
  • fiercely overprotective hunger?
  • charmed fury?
  • the overwhelming need to be besties and talk until 4am about how much high school sucked in front of one of his two fucking fireplaces?
  • an unbearable urge to crawl inside of him and wear him like a devastatingly handsome hipster nerdbaby meatsuit?
  • denial and isolation
  • anger
  • bargaining
  • depression
  • acceptance
  • all five stages of grief simultaneously expressed via yowling noises

(via ofjimkirk)

story of my life chris pine

ninfia:

Do you ever have that moment when a kid is looking at you and you realize that they’re looking at you as a grown up? Then its like no child im a children too, dont. Im sorry my outward appearance confuses you.

(via mimiichi)

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trillionzeds:

You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you’ve a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin
You’ll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.

-The Sorting Hat

(via blueshirtedchekov)

hp