yep. sorry. decided to do it. this tumblr will no longer function.
y’all can go & follow my main, primary tumblr instead. some of you are already doing it but all others are welcome to follow at
i really really just wanna switch & use my main tumblr instead of this secondary one. i’m not using my primary anyway, & it’s frustrating to always reblog manually instead of just push the damn button one time. i think i should, yeah. i should fix that. knowing i’ll lose a couple of hundred followers but whatever. it’s gonna be a shame cause all the history is on this one, it has a big fucking archive going back to february 2009. gaah i dont know, i cant decide. someone do it for me. (see if this was my primary one people would be able to just reply on this post)
What your family thinks you’re doing when they’re gone:
songforthebroken: xxwritingsinsnottragediesxx:
What you’re really doing:
Then they get home and you’ve done nothing now you’re like:
GPOY.
(Source: fallinginreverseforronnie)
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You’re all here today because someone gave you strength, helped you, held you in the palm of their hand. God, Allah, Buddha, Gaga - whomever you pray to. They have helped you get here, and that should make you feel less alone, and less scared. Because it has been a scary 10 years. You were young children when you watched planes hit the World Trade Center. You quickly understood what it was like to feel out of control.
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Amy Poehler, Harvard Commencement 2011 (via heartwarming)
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I’m not big on women looking naive. There is a hidden agenda in the fragility of romance.
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Alexander McQueen (via bthny)
Sorry my blorg is so wordy today, but this quote is killing me. Thank you, Lee, for explicating exactly my problem with every wispy, soft-focus, skinny white girl in a field blog and editorial. Naivete is easy to love because it gives everything and asks nothing in return, but why would you want to be the person who asks nothing? This dire selflessness of love is a plot device, a notion fit for sad Victorian consumptives, not for real full human people with needs and desires and agency of our own.
Let’s not collaborate in making ourselves the perfect, needless, quasi-love object for emotionally stunted malaise addicts and wound-lickers who wouldn’t know an equal if it knocked them on their asses. Let’s be real and present and strong and brave, and ever watchful for the person who sees this in us, like the ancient Persian astronomers who divined heroes and warriors in the din of the night sky, and who, finally, can love us for it.
(via borninflames)
#twee is counterrevolutionary
(via landlessness)
;_________________________________; to the commentary. manifesto/fighting words. i need that tattooed on my forehead.
(via girlyfolk)
so i made this tumblr for my brother (http://trollingtheinternet.tumblr.com) because, well. i can never get enough of educating him about this & that, because i know he will love it as much as me for the same reasons. if you have any suggestions (i’m looking for mega-upload-posts, for example parks & rec & fringe & what else!) on what to post there for my brother please help! think of it as educating a young fella who wants to be the best man he can be!
