The Constant Wanderer

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Watch the Orphan Black Season Two premiere. Before it AIRS. With the CAST, CREATORS, and #CLONECLUB.

Sound too good to be true? Well, it’s happening. And guess what? YOU’RE INVITED.

We’re so excited for the return of #OrphanBlack on 4.19.14 that we’re throwing a special advance FAN SCREENING of the premiere at the Sunshine Cinema in New York City!

SAVE THE DATE: April 17th @ 7:00PM est at the Sunshine Cinema

After the screening (if you survive it), your Orphan Black faves Jordan Gavaris, Maria Doyle Kennedy, and Evelyne Brochu with be there, along with creators John Fawcett and Graeme Manson, answering your toughest OB questions in a fan Q&A!

Tickets are first-come, first-served, so start lining up early. It’s destined to be an incredible #CloneClub meetup & premiere screening, and we can’t wait to see you there!

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I looked into your future and I saw death. (x)

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I looked into your future and I saw death. (x)

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Watch St. Vincent get harassed on Portlandia by Studio Guy

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HAVE SOME PENGUINS CHASING A BUTTERFLY

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frickbook:

is there like financial aid for concert tickets

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[aggressively hums the Game of Thrones theme at you progressively louder over the next month]

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Babies :3

That awkward moment when you realize that you’re a penguin. :|

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I wanna thank the universe for this gifset

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what went through everyone’s mind after john travolta miss pronounced the queen’s name.

Is that seriously what he said

What

Why

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blogadas:

St. Vincent - Digital Witness [The Colbert Report]

YES.

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What To Do When Your Boyfriend’s Asshole Best Friend Says, “Hey, Never Trust Anything That Bleeds For Seven Days And Doesn’t Die,
Right?”
OR The Only Poem I’ll Ever Write About Periods.

Don’t excuse him because he’s had
at least three lite beers
and is sweating through his black button down
that his mom or exgirlfriend
probably bought him.
Don’t excuse him because he’s been turned down
by the last six girls he went on dates with
after meeting them on tindr
with a picture that’s seven years old
Don’t excuse him because
he’s usually such a nice guy
because you don’t want to be a bitch
because you don’t want to cause a scene
because when you were seventeen
your sister told you
no one likes an angry feminist

Tell him,
Hey, Asshole:
Let me explain something to you.
Every goddamn motherfucking month since I was eleven,
a part of me
tore itself to shreds
ripped itself apart inside me
and then remade itself.

So yes, I bleed for seven days
and I don’t die
You know what else can do that?
Gods.
Immortal beings.
Things of legend.
Fuck, I can even
create life.

So I say, never trust anything that can’t
bleed for seven days and not die.
You know what that makes it?
Weak
Fallible
Mortal.
So let’s see, hon,
What you’re made of.
If you can bleed for seven days
and not die.

Rip out his jugular with your teeth.
And when he bleeds for seven seconds
and dies,
spit on his corpse and say,
I thought not.

Katherine Tucker (via the-game-is-somethingg)

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