September 2011
what. →
Fucking perfect.
vulgivagus:
(driving) I was leaving but things passed me like they were leaving me.
“In Tereza’s eyes, books were the emblems of a secret brotherhood. For she had...”
– Milan Kundera (The Unbearable Lightness of Being)
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This is how it happened.
We met in the dark, skin against skin under her bedcovers with only the sounds of our nervous breathing to keep us company. Dark because that was how we thought our parents did it. Dark because we were still young and shy about our nakedness. So we moved our fumbling hands clumsily along the outline of each others bodies. Our lips sloppy and far too eager. And after a while I asked her if we were...
August 2011
Anonymous asked: I find that avoiding pointless and upsetting arguments has a far greater value than giving yourself an accurate label. Time spent worrying about it is time wasted, in my opinion. Hell, my parents still think I'm Catholic and I go to church on Christmas Eve because it gives my dear old mother peace of mind. I guess my point is that when you've been through all the grief that comes with...
Anonymous asked: I find that the terms "atheism" and "agnosticism" have rapidly accrued their own special stigmas, and using them greatly increases your chance of being challenged about it, and not in a nice way. In my personal experience, at least. I find that simply saying "I'm not religious" is a lot less inflammatory than saying "I'm atheist" or "I'm...
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theoutlawoasis replied to your post: A kneejerk reaction I have.
Why are you so ashamed of something that is none of anyone’s business?
I’m more afraid of how they’ll take it. Because a lot of people haven’t taken it very well. And usually this question comes up after we’ve been talking for a few minutes and they’re starting to really warm up to me and then BAM I...
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A kneejerk reaction I have.
When somebody asks me about my religion and I can’t squirm my way out of it for some reason, I tend to say something along the lines of, “Umm… I’m an agnostic atheist…… Sorry.”
I tag sorry on the end now automatically because I’ve seen so many faces fall from a smile into huge disappointment as soon as I say the a-word.
And then some people feel...
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As writers, we are liars. We twist reality and stretch the truth until it’s forced into the shape that we need it to be. We weave our lies with little threads of authenticity, just enough to make people wonder, to blur the line between fact and fiction. Life portrayed with perfectly choreographed characters and plot points and beautiful tragedy. Pure deceit, really. So wrong to make readers...
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Very few people give a shit about me.
Oddly enough I think more half-strangers give a shit about me than people I actually know.
Not a big deal. Just an observation. Used to it.
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I will always ask
Why? Why would you break a soul?
How heinous a crime
For you to still be smiling.
It might be best not to know.
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She stocked her arsenal with teetering stacks of books. Quotes for armor and author’s names as weapons against the world’s evils. Every morning she’d imbibe literature, thickening her skin with fiction. Pretty language and poetry collected in her heart. Because she knew that when she was away from her books is when she’d need them most. When loneliness threatened to tear at...
OH MY GOD I THOUGHT OF A FUN GAME.
whatsajuthika:
ofabeautifulnight:
kieraaab:
If we’ve talked on tumblr before/are kinda friendly WRITE IN MY ASK ANONYMOUSLY AND SAY SOMETHING, LIKE A HINT, AND I’LL TRY TO GUESS WHO YOU ARE.
OH THIS IS GOOD
Yay!
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Look at that. It’s Katherine’s accent...
Kind of want to do the tumblr accent challenge.
Video or audio?
That is the question.
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To those who offered to be my mentor.
THANK YOU!
And also, I’m in the process of getting permission from my Lit teacher, which is why I haven’t responded.
This random guy I didn't know passed by me in the...
I was taken off-guard and thought I would have been awkward so I kind of ignored him.
And looked like a huge bitch in the process.
This happens way too often.
I have to write a satire for Lit class.
Any suggestions?
Easel
zannus:
I am beside myself with thoughts of heads in crooked arms, never lies between two simple pairs of eyes, content in the static warmth coalescing, raising gooseflesh after hours of tracing flesh like paintless finger-painters. Canvas for you from me.
Linguistics
zannus:
Speak between the lines? No, I prefer between legs, where the words curve tangents of forgetfulness, in primary, and secondary, waves, one messing with one.
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I'm not very mysterious or dreamy or intriguing.
I wear my boring life on my sleeve for everyone to see.
Perhaps if I had someone to immortalize in fiction…
exploremecraaazy asked: Wow, i love your stuff. I love how clever you are with your words, it makes me jealous ;D you should know i will be reading your stuff from now on :)
Me: Hey Tumblr, I'll be right back, I just gotta-
Tumblr: Sit your fucking ass down.
Me: Ok
Watching Let's Kill Hitler again...
In an overly-analytical way. MOFFAT I WILL CATCH YOUR LITTLE TRICKS IF IT’S THE LAST THING I DO.
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Behind closed doors, men take off their wedding rings and wives take off their clothes. They leave their loving spouse costumes in a heap on the floor, because when they’re alone, they’re someone else entirely. They have roaming hands and wandering eyes, the spark of lust obvious in their inviting eyes and teasing lips. Holding hands with each other but eying what else is on the...
taciturntom-deactivated20110831 asked: dark or milk chocolate?
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I just submitted my Early Action application to...
I don’t feel very good about it…
There was no essay or anything. I was counting on an essay. I was counting on being able to express myself in some way other than my grades or activities…
What if I don’t get in?
I might not get in.
I’ve never thought about not getting in before.
a story.
pilgrimsoulinme:
She set out to find passion while spurning love.
She had four lovers:
A teacher. A sweetheart. A comic. A writer.
She might have fallen in love with the Teacher, but between the aisles of covert bookstores and dimly lit parking lots, he taught her how shallow love could be when novelty faded with the fog that failed to mark the windows of her car when they fucked. She burned...
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The Beatles - Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
“This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are...”
– Gary Provost (via atomos)
Possibly The Most Important Thing in Let's Kill...
keithjacks:
I’m just going to put this out there because I’m struggling with it. And it will probably be my focus for awhile, kind of like how something being wrong with Amy stuck with me the whole of part one.
The Doctor’s clothes are probably the most important thing in Let’s Kill Hitler. And I think we should keep an eye on them.
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Oh my god. OH MY GOD. I am so going to rewatch...
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She put her hand on my shoulder, skin stretched tight over thin bones. Regret and yearning and sadness etched into her lined face. A grown woman’s burden: all the things she missed in life. All the things she passed up. “You’re a good kid, honey. You’re good.” A smile she doesn’t mean and her fingers are squeezing me tight, pushing the breath out of my lungs and...
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I think I might prefer Lady Gaga in drag.
How fucking fantastic is this?
And is just me or is she pretty short?
