My neighbour Aynsley always thought she was better than me. Then I killed her.
(Source: valonqars, via thecloneclub)
I’ve given up trying to correct people.
Megan. It’s not hard to spell.
Thomas not Thompson
My name is Tristan. To most people this means spelling or hearing it as Tristian, Tristram, Christian, Trisham(????).
People could NOT get my legal name spelled correctly, and forget about my last name. I usually just quip “it’s Polish for ‘hey look, there’s a Jew’”
I have to spell my first and last name for people all the time.
No one in the U.S. can pronounce a norwegian last name as it’s proper norwegian pronunciation. So sort of.
It’s not that fuckin hard to say Demetria
I’ve shortened my name because apparently my full name is too hard
Ryo, don’t say Rye-O, it’s Ree-O.
-w-” Everytime, dangit.
For all four years of high school the lunch lady called me Gabe or Gabriel, my name is Gabi which is short for Gabrielle and is the FEMININE version of Gabriel
How about people not realizing that Sam is my actual last name
Then why do you keep coming back for us? Because you were the first. The first face this face saw. And you’re seared onto my hearts, Amelia Pond. You always will be.
(Source: buckypond, via doctorwhoblog)
Resistance is futile.
Resistance to what?
Life returns. Life prevails. Resistance is futile.
(Source: theladyasha, via doctorwho)