For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over again.
Joe Dempsie for Status Magazine.
i wasn’t a fan of leopard print… until now.
Golden Retriever / Siberian Husky mix
That is seriously the cutest puppy I’ve ever seen.
one of my friends went up to my portuguese dad and asked “you’re portuguese right?” and he said “no im portugoose there is only one of me” and I started crying
hp house series slytherin
ladies fashion. jewel tones. sophisticated patterns, textures and fabrics. strong shapes. mixture of tough and feminine.
Between this and the story about him reassuring F. Scott Fitzgerald re dick size, I’m developing a picture of Hemingway as the mother hen of the disaffected white male literary set of the early 20th century.
He probably called up Steinbeck sometimes and was like I CAN’T EVEN WITH THESE DIPSHITS and Steinbeck was all “That’s what you get for living in Paris, asshole”.
Hemingway and James Joyce were drinking buddies in Paris. Joyce was thin and bespectacled; Hemingway was tall and strapping. When they went out Joyce would get drunk, pick a fight with a bigger guy in the bar and then hide behind Hemingway and yell, “Deal with him, Hemingway. Deal with him.”
I like to hangout with people that make me forget to look at my phone