if you happen to be screaming at a football match on TV, and I come in and ask you to close the door because I’m trying to sleep off a headache in the next room, don’t roll your eyes and shake your head. just say ‘ok, sorry.’, CLOSE THE DOOR, and be done with it. jesus christ, it’s not such a big deal.
March 2012
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Tom Hiddleston reads Keats' Bright Star!
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Tom Hiddleston reads Keats’ Bright Star (from The Times) [Uploaded for archival purposes]
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art -
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors-
No-yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever-or else swoon to death.
my life.
- Me: The Avengers
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- My Mom: Shut up.


