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YOU ARE THE REASON
we're not kids anymore.
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No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.
Alice Walker (via naturaekos)
It is traditional in Sweden to sing a Sankta Lucia song with the same melody as the well-known Italian song; the text, however, is quite different. The Swedish song is about the girl who is wearing the candleson her head. The Italian song (“Sul mare luccica…”) is about the Santa Lucia, on the Bay of Naples a bit out from the city; its chorus “Venite all'agile barchetta mia” is clearly not about Swedish ritual figures.
The night goes with weighty step round yard and hearth round earth, the sun departs leave the woods brooding There in our dark house, appears with lighted candles Saint Lucia, Saint Lucia.
The night goes great and mute now hear it swings in every silent room murmurs as if from wings. Look at our threshold stands white-clad with lights in her hair Saint Lucia, Saint Lucia.
The darkness shall soon depart from the earth’s valleys thus she speaks a wonderful word to us The day shall rise anew from the rosy sky. Saint Lucia, Saint Lucia.
In honor of me rejecting a boy today, here is my mom turning down a marriage proposal from a Fuckboy in the early 90s on national television. Enjoy.
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when a cartoon character raids a refrigerator and comes out with a big armful of generic food like a whole dangling chain of sausages and an oversized drumstick and entire cheese wheel like nobody in real life really keeps in the refrigerator anymore…that’s what I want. Give me that.
….they really had sex on that mountain with absolutely no lube
no lube all penis
To gather up my little gods and go.
Edna St. Vincent Millay, from The Collected Poems; “Sonnets; IV,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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