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  • author: she didn't want to eat dinner because she doesn't like chicken noodle soup
  • english teacher: even though it doesn't say it, we can infer that 17 years ago she encountered an attack from chickens while on a trip to africa visiting her great aunt who was dying from pneumonia which she got from chickens that were being harvested for the great feast
  • tumblr: lol fukin stupid teacher
  • loki: blinks
  • tumblr: do you see this? do you see that blink? that fucking blink. it shows how much pain he has inside of him. look at him. all he wants is his father to love him. look at the tears that he is holding back. he's never been the favorite son, he always knew that he didn't belong. this is the fucking blink that makes me love loki. he's not a villain. he's just a scared, lonely child.

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floracia:

room with girl and cat, i am a little bit proud because i thought i would never get this done
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ghlamour:

indie para-paradise!
"I want to hear about the place you were born and the tree you fell out of when you were three years old.
How you collected comic books before it was “cool”
I want you to tell me about your first love, how she tugs on your heart strings when you pass her in the street.
But how the feelings you had for her are nothing now compared to the way my smile makes you feel on a cloudy day.
I want to know your favourite quotes from your favourite books.
I want to sit on a rooftop with you at 4am laughing until our tummies hurt, drinking raspberry mojitos and complaining about how we’re both in work at 9.
I want to know how you think the world was made.
I want to know what you think the meaning of life is.
I want to learn the way your voice sounds when you wake up.
I want to teach myself what you smell like when you get caught in a storm.
Fuck grand gestures. I want you. I want to talk. I want to experience who you are. I don’t need gifts and flowers. I just want to get to know you, for the rest of my life."
-A Muse (via arelikeknives)

September 5th / 179 notes

pseudo-fantastica:

I hope one day
somebody loves you
so much
that they see violets
in the bags under your eyes,
sunsets in the downward arch
of your lips,
that they recognize you
as something green,
something fresh and still growing,
even if sometimes
you are growing sideways,
that they do not waste their time
trying to fix you.

September 5th / 951 notes

Artist: UnknownKeaton Henson
Title: UnknownGrow Up With Me
Album: UnknownBirthdays
Plays: 10,367
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etymologically

poemsofpessimists:

it is early in the evening
and you are still here, still talking
about etymology, about semantics
and Shakespeare and how
so many words describing females
end up meaning something like
"prostitute", and I am watching
your eyes, from enough distance
to still be wondering if they are

September 5th / 22 notes

"My poetry
still paints your silhouette."

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