August 2012
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breakoffthechains:
My question to everyone is why would you ever shop at a horrendous, continuously offensive, and not to mention overly-priced store such as Urban Outfitters?
UGH YES. The other day I was in there looking for fun stuff and I found a shirt that said “Virginity is curable”. I then threw up in my mouth a little bit and exited the store.
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day two: the princess you like least
Snow White.
Girl, yo voice. I hates it. And your wishing for a man and cleaning and urgghh… there’s really nothing good about you.
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day one: the princess you adore most
Mulan.
“But look! This one’s late. But I’ll bet that when it blooms, it will be the most beautiful of all.”
Mulan = Badass.
At the beginning of her story, she is unsure of herself. She knows she doesn’t fit in and it isn’t in her nature to be the “perfect bride”.
She is, however, strong, determined, unique, open-minded, and committed to her...
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“that is so [insert MBTI type] of you”
– me all the time to everyone (via whydowefalldownbruce)
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wake up, don't break
i’ve never been a breakfast fan
it comes down to my fear of mornings:
today, i may accomplish nothing
today, i may not have the strength to get out of bed
today, the sun seems awful bright
and i sure don’t feel too bright on the inside.
it doesn’t help that i don’t eat eggs.
the thought of them unnerves me
(you could use the word “Frighten”)
something...
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“I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be...”
– (via imperfectloveofyours)
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“It is disgusting. We are told to love sex but never masturbate or fool around....”
– plucifer [marchen] (via girl-violence)
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Writings for Winter: love is an avalanche. →
writingsforwinter:
your hands shake when you think of him.
the rivers flow to the sea in the same way
your skin trembles like an earthquake.
when you touch him you want it to be more
like an avalanche and less like a storm.
the sheets grow tangled with your laughter, faded
bloodstains covered over by floral…
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dvds i'm taking to my dorm
this list is not final. it’s mostly for me but if you want to comment or suggest, do it.
cannibal! the musical
rushmore
penelope
tenacious d: the pick of destiny
numb
spider-man 3
the lion king
the holiday
the switch
dodgeball
harry potter and the deathly hallows part 1
harry potter and the deathly hallows part 2
how do you know
enchanted
clue
baseketball and dr. horrible are...
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“Until we have seen someone’s darkness, we don’t really know who they are. Until...”
– Marianne Williamson (via ninianne)
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you are the only poem.
writingsforwinter:
you are the only poem i ever wanted to write.
i used to be the kind of writer
who lived through words;
now i seek the poems in the inner lining
of your skin.
here i stay within your ribs and clavicles;
i am encircled by your silently beating heart.
there are whole galaxies
in your soul.
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meandthemadman:
actuallybatman:
Do you ever get so angry that you just throw Iron Man out a window
Do you ever get so angry that you just throw Iron Man out a window so hard he turns into Captain America
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When you rearrange the letters in the word...
kennamarie:
troldemort:
Same goes for DESPERATION = A ROPE ENDS IT,
THE EYES = THEY SEE,
THE MORSE CODE = HERE COME DOTS,
DORMITORY = DIRTY ROOM,
SLOT MACHINES = CASH LOST IN ME,
ELECTION RESULTS = LIES - LET’S RECOUNT,
SNOOZE ALARMS = ALAS! NO MORE Z’S
THE EARTHQUAKES = THAT QUEER SHAKE,
ELEVEN PLUS TWO = TWELVE PLUS ONE
and
MOTHER-IN-LAW = WOMAN HITLER.
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Timothy McSweeney: Why write poetry?
Rebecca Lindenberg: I think there is a general misconception that you write poems because you “have something to say.” I think, actually, that you write poems because you have something echoing around in the bone-dome of your skull that you cannot say. Poetry allows us to hold many related tangential notions in very close orbit around each other at the same time. The “unsayable” thing at the center of the poem becomes visible to the poet and reader in the same way that dark matter becomes visible to the astrophysicist. You can’t see it, but by measure of its effect on the visible, it can become so precise a silhouette you can almost know it.
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someone wrote this for you.
writingsforwinter:
once, as i was looking for books
at the library,
i opened one up
and there was a card stuck inside of it.
it read,
if you are sad today,
remember that you exist.
if you forget that you exist,
accept that you are alive.
if you wish you weren’t alive,
realize that you are loved.
if you don’t believe you are loved,
know that someone wrote this for you.
i checked that...
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follow-up
the renaissance festival was amazing. i’m so glad i decided to go.
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Anastasia is my favorite Disney Princ-
disneyyandmore:
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i really wish
these feelings could like get out of my head
feelings. in my head. they shouldn’t even be there.
basically tomorrow i’ll be going to the renaissance festival
i do not like the person that organized the event
i find her selfish and judgmental and condescending and she always wants attention
however, she’s friends with my boyfriend and others in our friend group
i think she...
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