I may be a loony, but I am what I am. I love dragons and Tortall and writing and bits of shiny things that I wrap with wire. I love cats and fanfiction and beautiful boys. I love poetry, I love singing, and I love living in fantasy worlds.
Reality is only what you make it, and the real dragons are those who breathe fire in everyday life. Our real strength comes through our convictions, and I'll be damned if all I'm going to do is blow smoke.
My pagan blog can be found here: bookofwisdom.tumblr.com
imagine if girls used the same style of joke to degrade men like “cool story bro now go chop some lumber”GO CHOP SOME LUMBER
"what r u doing out of the garage go fix my car"
"Don’t you have something to fix somewhere."
get some duct tape & fix that attitude
Don’t you have some jars you could be opening?
if you scream at 19yr old retail workers who are trying their hardest till they cry i hope you fucking burn in the deepest level of hell
and I would walk 500 dogs and I would walk 500 more
"im tired of seeing posts about Ferguson" yeah well im tired of white cops killing black people so
I’m so tired of people telling me German is an “ugly, angry” language. When my German teacher tells us jokes it’s the sweetest, happiest language in the world. When I teach my father the word for daughter he smiles, repeating “Tochter” to himself until he gets it right, and in that moment German sounds like pride. There’s nothing angry or ugly about a language that never says goodbye, only “until we meet again.”
Thank you for this