Georgia Roberts

Georgia, 23, Illustrator, Forest of Dean

hey-sass-butt:

mamalaz:

Harry Potter bloopers 

(Dumbledore’s obviously been visiting Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes)

EVEN BETTER IS THAT THEY DID IT BECAUSE DAN HAD ASKED TO BE PUT NEXT TO THIS ONE GIRL HE HAD A CRUSH ON AND EVERYONE KNEW IT AND THEY WANTED TO EMBARRASS THE CRAP OUT OF HIM IN FRONT OF HER

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dear-monday:

Repeat after me: I am a goddess. My spirit is towering, my soul is mighty, my breasts are magnificent and my shoes are super fucking cute.

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Why…

End of the night at work:

Manager:

"ok causals, you’ve been here all of five minutes I think you all deserve to go home now."

Casuals:

"Yay!"

Manager:

"Part timers, you have been working for about a good hour now, you should all definitely go home, thanks guys."

Part timer:

"Oh thank god, I am soooo tired you guys." 

Manager:

"Alright, that just leaves the full timers, you guys have been working 13-15 hour shifts all week with no days off but your good to stay right? I mean its not like you have a life or anything anyway is it?

Full timers:

"Bu….."

Manager:

"Great, so get comfy and I expect to see you working at 5am sharp, oh and can someone pick Georgia off the floor."

magneito:

"feminism isn’t really about equality it’s a hate movemen-"

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How am I still alive…..

I am currently on day 9 of my 11 day stretch at work with no days off. I am fucking knackered, definitely looking for another job this is ridiculous. having a day off shouldn’t be a fucking reward. September can go and suck a dick. 

I haven’t seen any of my friends in months and my life literally is nothing but work now. My rare days off are filled with the stuff I have no time for; (shopping, washing, general clearing, sorting out appointments, bills and all that bollocks.) My body clock is shot to bits, it’s 2:15am and I have work again tomorrow at 1 but I can’t sleep because i’ve done nothing but lates. 

The only positive out of this job is meeting my boyfriend. I work in the same damn place as him but I never see him either, wtf! i’ve been in hospitality too long to put up with anymore of this bullshit, i’m going to find a 9-5 if it kills me!

A boy may be as disagreeable as he pleases, but when a girl refuses to crap sunshine on command, the world mutters darkly about her moods.

from Republic of Thieves, by Scott Lynch (via makingupachangingmind)

Somewhere, Kristin Stewart just smirked a little. 

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(Source: kammartinez, via geofframseyss)