my mom asked why i don’t read as many books as i used to and i just said it was because i read a lot of unpublished stories from independent writers online and she thinks that’s very good of me to give undiscovered authors a chance
Reblog or like this if you have ever cried over your OTP. I know people say they do but a lot don’t mean it in a literal sense. I just want to know who has gotten so into a fanfic, a piece of art or have just thought about their OTPs relationship and have shed actual tears over it.
Jim Hacker:"Humphrey, we are talking about 100,000 deaths a year."
Sir Humphrey:"Yes, but cigarette taxes pay for a third of the cost of the National Health Service. We are saving many more lives than we otherwise could because of those smokers who voluntary lay down their lives for their friends. Smokers are national benefactors."
SHIT I CAN'T MAKE UP: Convo between my 7year-old students today
(Names have been altered slightly, just in case.)
Josie:I have a new crusshhhhh
Matt:Me too! On a boy!
Pearl:You're a boy with a crush on a boy?
Matt:Yeah he's really cute.
(pause for a bit)
Matt:Boys can like boys. I just can't marry him because boys can't marry boys.
Me:Yeah they can. You can marry whoever you want.
Josie:YEAH my tia has a wife so now I have a titi and a auntie.
Matt:Okay. Then maybe I'll marry him.
Dave:(from across the room) No you can't you're seven.
(Age was apparently the only foreseeable problem anyone of my elementary schoolers could see with gay marriage. I almost cried out of happiness. Later, when I was asked if boys could kiss anyone they wanted, I replied "only if they want to kiss you back." And Josie responded "Yeah! Your body your life.")