“Killed 99 bears”

a fact that if actually accomplished, should be put on a tombstone.

My favorite part is “We hope he has gone to rest.” What, like… they weren’t sure? Maybe, if ever the bear uprising should start again, he would rise from the ground to finish what he started and slay that 100th bear?

Was this man so powerful they are concerned he might not have decided to rest at all and is simply biding his time?

The bears made that tombstone.

A warning, and a prayer.

That he really, truely stays down.

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what did Shakespeare say when he was having relationship troubles?

"to bae or not to bae?"

"Fine Ass, thy name is bae"

i’m trying to keep myself updated on the recent disaster in south korea, but i have no words. all i feel is overwhelming sadness. please stay strong.


Tina Fey is the living proof that there really is hope for all of us

"do you speak any foreign languages! if so do you like learning them/ are they fun or which is your favorite :) do you want to learn any new ones!"

i speak mandarin chinese! i can also do a bit of conversational japanese, since that’s what i studied in high school.
i’m hoping to take on german or french as my next language.

"wait, so are you joining choir now?"

no, i play the euphonium in wind symphony but the choir director and i really get along because i was the head stage manager for the musical (which she produces). she’s letting me sing sweeney todd with the choir for my final concert because we actually went to see the nyphilharmonic performance with emma thompson!

"Thank you"

it’s no problem at all. if you would like i can leave my anon open for whenever you want to talk.

"I don't even really like myself most days, how the hell is anyone else supposed to? I mean, I'm an emotional wreck who doesn't let anybody close. I only have one friend who isn't on the internet and I'm afraid I if I let people get to know me too well they won't like me. I don't like me. I'm basically screwed."

deep breaths deep breaths. i have good days and bad days. the good days are wonderful. on bad days i just space out and lose hours doing absolutely nothing.
sometimes i type messages to people in facebook chat and then delete them when i start thinking that people won’t respond because it’s not funny or clever enough.
i wouldn’t give up hope though, anon. you’re going to learn to stop being afraid of yourself and of other people. keep talking to people little by little.
do one thing every day that scares you.
best wishes. x

"help i think i might be in love"

secret: i am always in love. i’m such a sucker for lovers. people are wonderful and beautiful and complex and fascinating.
loving someone is nothing to be afraid of.

"I'm scared no one will ever love me."

oh no no no honey of course that’s not true. i’m scared of that too.
but the first thing you can do is to love yourself. everything else will come naturally. do not worry. i believe in you. x

to the anon with the best friend-
fuck, anon. that got too real too soon. i actually feel you so much right now as i’m basically in that situation as well. do what you feel is right.
best wishes. x

anonymous is on for the night and my ask box is open so tell me your secrets and i’ll tell you mine.


So a boyband walked onto the Britain’s Got Talent stage and everyone thought they were going to sing One Direction or something typical…and then they sung Stars from Les Miserables.

This is the best thing ever. Just listen to those harmonies <3