(Source: jaredbottoms, via blogofrequirement)
"Oh, for a Muse of Fire"
the sexual tension when u and ur crush are online on fb at the same time and u just stare at their lil green dot
and suddenly you know what gatsby felt like
This is actually the most profound and appropriate literary allusion I’ve encountered so far this week.
(Source: twoukofukawa, via bookluver1208)
duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck duck
goose
i
can’t
(Source: forrever--youngg, via thatlibrarianthere)
the whole yahoo/tumblr thing is rly just like when a single dad marries a new woman and the kids get rebellious and are like “YOU’RE NOT MY REAL MOM”
(via feministcorpse)
In my generation, it was difficult to know that you could take control of your own life…You thought your husband and children were supposed to dictate your life. Now I see young women who feel they have to be a total success by 30, which is very different. And both things are equally wrong.
Gloria Steinem (via The Cut)
(Source: laurenthelibrarian)
Overcome your uncertainties and free yourself from dwelling on sorrow. When you delight in existence, you will become a guide to those in need, revealing the path to many.
Siddhartha Gautama (via eirelane)
im trying to be more positive *sheds electrons and becomes highly unstable*
(via pleatedjeans)
nothings worse than soft grapes
soft apples
soft dicks
☾☻soft grunge blog☻☽
(via pleatedjeans)
(Source: restlessinthewind)
Wow, I’m like really bored.
(Source: ruinedchildhood)
From the Alaskan Frontier: ambassador-of-anguish: shouldertappingghosts: If I was a famous author...
If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story…
There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams—not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.
(Source: makeanewstart, via thebooker)
this is a follower appreciation post because if you think about it when 1 person follows you it’s not just a number it’s like a whole real person who breathes and eats and hits its pinky toe into furniture i mean it has legs and everything DO YOU REALIZE HOW MUCH OF A BIG DEAL IT IS
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