Ceuranophile

REALLY?

REALLY?!!

She did lose weight. In some regard, this was effective. But she lost the weight because she felt too physically ill to eat. She reported feeling nauseated and lethargic all the time. She reported vomiting after most meals. I sat in the coffee shop and pulled up website after website, explaining why consuming essential oils is dangerous and why essential oil sales reps should not be trusted. Because the essential oils actually did make her lose weight, she was reluctant to stop, but being a sensible person, she did agree to stop consuming them. And she’s not a stupid person. She and her husband are both well-off, college-educated people.

EXTRACTS ARE THE ONES YOU EAT

DO NOT PUT ESSENTIAL OILS ON THE INSIDE OF YOUR BODY

THIS HAS BEEN AN ALL CAPS RECAP

There’s a rumor that Newt Scamander is headed to Paris. I know he’s working under your orders. What do you have to say for yourself, Dumbledore? If you’d ever had the pleasure to teach him… you’d know Newt is not a great follower of orders.

Oh. My. God. This might be one of my favorite poster images ever.

First we have to talk about Callum rocking the no scarf look. The fingerless gloves look so cool without the jacket covering them, and the purple shirt makes his eyes look so green! His fierce expression and scarf blowing in the wind is also awesome.

Rayla’s pose is so badass yet also feminine— a perfect position for her developments in s3. I also love how Bait is conveniently placed so they can do the cool “looking over the shoulder” power stance without it being roomich of a butt shot 😂.

And Ezran in his little cape, his eyes determined but inquisitive. It’s just all so perfect. Framed above him is his dragon equivalent, Zym. Oh Zym.

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“If I told you about her, what would I say? That they lived happily ever after? I believe they did. That they were in love? That they remained in love? I’m sure that’s true. But when I think of her - of Elisa - the only thing that comes to mind is a poem, whispered by someone in love, hundreds of years ago: ‘Unable to perceive the shape of You, I find You all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with Your love, It humbles my heart, For You are everywhere.”