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Apparently, I’m the ugliest person on Tumblr.

Another reason why I always hated movies, even growing up, is that I hated how predictable everything is in a movie. You know the good guys are always going to win, especially in a children’s movie. You know the main characters are going to get together. That’s just how it is.

stop saying ‘policeman/policewoman’

When the girl returned, some hours later, she carried a tray, with a cup of fragrant tea steaming on it; and a plate piled up with very hot buttered toast, cut thick, very brown on both sides, with the butter running through the holes in it in great golden drops, like honey from the honeycomb. The smell of that buttered toast simply talked to Toad; and with no uncertain voice; talked of warm kitchens, of breakfasts on bright frosty mornings, of cosy parlour firesides on winter evenings, when one’s ramble was over, and slippered feet were propped on the fender; of the purring of contented cats, and the twitter of sleepy canaries

*lightning strikes in front of me in public*