Backwards with Me

I will be posting pictures from the Mighty Boosh and/ or pictures of Noel Fielding, Julian Barrat, and the rest of the Boosh cast, because I loves them very much :3

You can find me on fanfiction on either of my two accounts:

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2742992/DreamsofPurpleRoses

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/3348297/MidnightAlabasterRose

Feel free to message me with any questions or suggestions you might have. I tend to like people most days :D

I might also post a bit of Harry Potter, Doctor Who, or In the Flesh. Whatever suits my fancy at the moment. But mainly Boosh.

madlori:

toelsweyr:

fyi the post that’s going around captioned “emma watson’s response to the nude photo leak threats” (or any variation thereof) of her showing her breasts isn’t real

it’s a photoshop of this picture she did for mariano vivanco and by reblogging that post you’re violating her just as much as the rest of the creeps threatening to release nude pictures of her

thanks, bye

Oh man this is really good to know.

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gothamcityballet:

deafmuslimpunx:

exquisitedialectics:

takealookatyourlife:

Aiya Van Kooten everyone

When Aiya Van Kooten stood face-to-face with a burglar in her bedroom, her left eye twitched, then she went into “predator mode”.
“I screamed at him… jumped off my chair, leaped over my bed and sprinted after him down the stairs,” she said.
http://www.stuff.co.nz/national/crime/8626910/Predator-mode-scares-off-burglars

This is the best story of my life

“Although she was the only one home, Van Kooten said she had no regard for her safety - instead, she said she was just overwhelmed with “rage“….. ummmmm Hero!!! 

Haha, badass Muslim woman. Love it!!!

This lady is so awesome. She lives with her grandma and was studying and had a towel on her head and no shoes but she chased them out of her garden, kicked one up the arse as he climbed a fence, they dropped a camera and laptop, she flagged down a passing driver to help her continue the pursuit, and it turned out he was ex-military, and they finally caught one of them in a park and pinned him as the police arrived. Now she’s going to visit the burglar in prison for the next few months to help with his rehabilitation.
So in summary:
This lady doesn’t just defend her home and loved ones, she will hunt you down, team up with other skilled individuals, get you put away, and then teach you the consequences of your actions until you’re a valuable member of society once more.
Seriously she’s a frigging superhero.

gothamcityballet:

deafmuslimpunx:

exquisitedialectics:

takealookatyourlife:

Aiya Van Kooten everyone

When Aiya Van Kooten stood face-to-face with a burglar in her bedroom, her left eye twitched, then she went into “predator mode”.

“I screamed at him… jumped off my chair, leaped over my bed and sprinted after him down the stairs,” she said.

http://www.stuff.co.nz/national/crime/8626910/Predator-mode-scares-off-burglars

This is the best story of my life

Although she was the only one home, Van Kooten said she had no regard for her safety - instead, she said she was just overwhelmed with “rage“….. ummmmm Hero!!! 

Haha, badass Muslim woman. Love it!!!

This lady is so awesome. She lives with her grandma and was studying and had a towel on her head and no shoes but she chased them out of her garden, kicked one up the arse as he climbed a fence, they dropped a camera and laptop, she flagged down a passing driver to help her continue the pursuit, and it turned out he was ex-military, and they finally caught one of them in a park and pinned him as the police arrived. Now she’s going to visit the burglar in prison for the next few months to help with his rehabilitation.

So in summary:

This lady doesn’t just defend her home and loved ones, she will hunt you down, team up with other skilled individuals, get you put away, and then teach you the consequences of your actions until you’re a valuable member of society once more.

Seriously she’s a frigging superhero.

(Source: takealookatyourlife, via deansass)

i-once-had-a-guy-tell-me:

I once had a drunk guy tell me I was too sexy to be shooting up at a party. He knocked the needle out of my hands and stepped on the pen, shattering the casing, telling me I should thank him by giving him my number and a kiss. It was my diabetes medicine.

(submitted by anonymous)

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mymoregeousbdff:

amydyersgreatblueyonder:

simonsjumpers:

downside-of-being-a-wallflower:

lesbianvamp:

You kept my room?

this makes me sad because you can see that Simons family didnt keep his room, maybe that was healthy for the family to say goodbye unlike Kier’s and Rick’s. But it makes me think that Simon never had a very good home life even before he died and killed his mother in his untreated state.

I call this the photoset of lies

Because Kieren’s room is a lie because they kept it as if he was alive

Rick’s is a lie with all those posters of girls

Simon’s is a lie because it’s not really his room anymore and yet they’re pretending it is

If you go this way, Rick’s a lie because they kept it as if he stayed alive too.

I call this the photoset of outside display of persona in a seemingly inside setting.

WHAT?

I confused myself.

Your room is supposed to be your place, intimate, a display of who you are.

Kieren’s is quite accurate in that sense. Most of the paintings are of people he loves and cares for. However, as someone previously noticed in a reblog of the “cage painting”, almost none of the painting represent himself. Even before getting PDS, Kieren avoided, not mirrors but, depictions of himself. Rather focusing on others and what they meant to him than himself and how to care for himself without others.

Rick’s room is a closeted one. He’s not necessarily gay, maybe he never loved any boy other than Kieren. But the display of machism with the posters of “babes” is obviously…a display.
Nothing seems personal in his room. It’s all for show. To please an abusive dad. The crowd.
So when Rick has to make choices, it’s even harder, because he never really thought about what HE wanted. Always worrying about what his dad wanted for him.

Simon’s is a stark contrast, reminder of the fact that he tried to move to America and possibly spent years outside of the family home, as a drug addict.
The football and Morrissey’s posters, the single bed, the drapes: this is a teenager’s room. Simon died at 27.
This room is reminiscent of when he was younger and “all his nerves were exposed, raw”. He fled and took drugs to escape that feeling. And now he is back, “unfixed”, in the same surroundings reminiscent of his discomfort.
All the scenes where he is in his room, he looks like a child.

I could go on and on but I have to go and this is getting too long. Bleh. Can’t even proofread myself.

I agree with literally all of the above and I’m so fucking glad to finally see someone use the phrase “abusive dad” in relation to Bill thank you oh my god

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