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Hey, Belfast dancers!

I’m getting ready to move to Belfast, and I’m looking for a dancing school. I’ve been competing at the inter/open level with CLRG in Australia, so I’m thinking that would put me at about elementary level over there. I’m 23, so I’d be looking for a school that doesn’t mind taking older dancers who aren’t very advanced. I mean, I’m not an absolute beginner but I’m certainly not a champion! I’m just looking to do more of what I love, to improve as much as I can, and to be the best dancer I can be. I don’t really mind what association I’m with or anything like that. I’m absolutely open to any school that provides a positive learning environment and that would be willing to take me! :D So please inbox me and tell me a little bit about your school! xx

#Irish dance #ID #Belfast #Belfast Irish dancers #ID NI #Irish dancing schools #Belfast ID

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I actually think my favourite character on PLL is Aria’s mum.

Anyone feel me?

#Pretty Little Liars #Ella Montgomery

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Do you ever ban yourself from talking to someone for a week because you’re afraid they’re getting sick of you?

#JustSociallyAnxiousThings

#Things socially anxious people do #Just socially anxious things #social anxiety #socially anxious struggles

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That GPO dress is absolutely my favourite thing in the world <3

Aine, Kelly, and Niamh from the Tracey Taafe Academy

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I wish I could tell you how lonely I am. How cold and harsh it is here. Everywhere there is conflict and unkindness. I think God has forsaken this place. I believe I have seen hell and it’s white, it’s snow-white.

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North and South + text posts, for Thornsday!

Bonus:

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Angsty Hugh O’Donnell

at the speed of his tortured heart beating.

#Irish dance #ID #Planxty Hugh #Planxty Hugh O'Donnell #Hugh O'Donnell #Set dance

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“Sleepy Beauty” - Digital Oil Painting

Rumple almost woke her up with one of his tittering giggles and would have delighted in catching her unawares, but then he saw she was wearing the red rose he’d given her in her hair. It was wilting, the petals grown soft and droopy, but it pleased him to see her still using it. She hadn’t just thrown it out. So, he let her dream on.

This is NOT a Photoshop filter, every stroke is painted by me.

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Meet the faces of the “I’m Sorry” campaign, a group of Christians who go to Chicago’s pride celebrations every year to apologize for their past hateful actions against LGBT people. The group started in 2010 and has since moved to other cities across the world. This is what love looks like. (via the Advocate) 

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After hearing about Denis O’Brien for all these years, when I finally saw a picture of him, I was genuinely shocked that he didn’t look like this.

#Denis O'Brien #Brian Quigley #Ballykissangel #Just Irish things

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I’ve recently realised that whenever anyone talks about Michel Foucault, I picture the Michel from Gilmore Girls.

#Michel Foucault #Michel Gerard #Gilmore Girls

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Siri made me feel better

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When Mr. Thornton had left the house that morning he was almost blinded by his baffled passion. He was as dizzy as if Margaret, instead of looking, and speaking, and moving like a tender graceful woman, had been a sturdy fish-wife, and given him a sound blow with her fists. He had positive bodily pain, - a violent headache, and a throbbing intermittent pulse. He could not bear the noise, the garish light, the continued rumble and movement of the street. He called himself a fool for suffering so; and yet he could not, at the moment, recollect the cause of his suffering, and whether it was adequate to the consequences it had produced. It would have been a relief to him, if he could have sat down and cried on a door-step by a little child, who was raging and storming, through his passionate tears, at some injury he had received. He said to himself, that he hated Margaret, but a wild, sharp sensation of love cleft his dull, thunderous feeling like lightning, even as he shaped the words expressive of hatred. His greatest comfort was in hugging his torment; and in feeling, as he had indeed said to her, that though she might despise him, contemn him, treat him with her proud sovereign indifference, he did not change one whit. She could not make him change. He loved her, and would love her; and defy her, and this miserable bodily pain. 

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Will you look at these ladies? Bein’ leaders, makin’ changes, smashin’ barriers... and doing it all in matching pink dresses <3

Mary Lou McDonald and Nicola Sturgeon are wearing matching outfits and I have officially lost my chill.

#Sinn Féin #SNP #Mary Lou McDonald #Nicola Sturgeon #Scotland #Ireland #LADIES

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“Do the brave thing and bravery will follow.”

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Lacey in Gilmore Girls... Netflix reboot?

Imagine your icon as the protagonist of the last show you watched

#Lacey French #Gilmore Girls