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She was the tide, always drifting in and out of the lives of those who love her, eternally indecisive, unable to discern whether she desires the solidity and safety of land, or the wild freedom of the ocean.
Beau Taplin (via raysofthesun)
i really like long-distance domesticity. like, when you get into the habit of saying good morning and goodnight to someone, telling someone your plans for the day not because they’re remarkable but so they’ll know what you’re up to, telling someone where you’re going, if you’ll be drinking, when you’ll be home, asking someone if they’ve eaten or showered or slept or taken their meds, that kind of thing. just the habitual knowledge of another person’s life over a space of hundreds or thousands of miles. that’s cool
if you’re going to college I’m proud of you
if you’re taking a year off I’m proud of you
if you have no plans to go to college and just plan getting a job I’m proud of you
if you have no plans yet I’m proud of you
Your educational or occupational choices have no bearing on your worth. You’re doing your best and I’m proud of you!!
*sticks my leg in the air* give me attention
Rewrite a classic fairy tale by telling it backwards. The end is now the beginning.
Once upon a time there was a princess who loved so deeply that her heart was worn constantly on her sleeve. She fell in love with a prince, and the next year, her father allowed them to be wed- he remembered his own wife every day, and wished his daughter to be as happy as he had been.
The day of the wedding came, and the girl walked down the aisle in a dress of gentle silver. The Prince took her hand and smiled, and leant in to kiss her.
For luck, he would later say. A kiss for luck, a smile for joy, a laugh for a happy ending. It was a saying his own family had had for years, but it was a saying that failed him.
For the second his lips touched hers, she fell to the floor with a sigh.
Not dead they healers told the prince. not dead but sleeping, not dead but unable to wake.
The prince- so ashamed, so in fear of his life and hers- stole her away from the castle that night, away from her father and her people, so they would never have to watch her waste away.
He hid her in a forest, in a casket of diamond and ice, and he waited. Waited, for he did not even know where to start. He did not even know if the hope for her waking had a point.
He was there for two days when they found him. Seven short folk, small men with beards and axes in their hands, and harsh smiles on their faces.
We can help you they said to him, the six cackling behind the speaker. But, prince, it will come at a price.
I would pay anything. He vowed. Only later, realising he should have asked what it would be.
The Seven disappeared and left him on his own. Alone, other than the silent not-dead princess at his side.
When they returned there was an eighth with them- an old frail woman with a basket in her hands.
We will wake her she said, pulling out an apple and throwing it in their air but you will never look at her, talk to her again, and she will work in the mines with my dwarves here.
He wanted to say no. But knowing she was alive, even out of reach, was better than sleep and near death.
so yes he said. Help her.
The old woman smiled and picked out a knife, cutting the apple into small parts. One, she handed to the prince, the other, she took over to the casket, and opening it, she placed it on the princess’ lips.
A gasp, a flash of her eyes opening, and the prince knew nothing more.
***
The princess woke in a place she did not know, surrounded by people she did not know. An old woman and short men- and her prince, asleep on the ground.
He is not dead the old woman said only sleeping. But around you, he will never wake. He saved you but cursed you both- and now your life is tied to my mines.
The princess tried to fight, to leave.
But the old woman had magic and she did not, and the dwarves were all she knew for many years. Sometimes as friends, sometimes as enemies, often arguing but always allies, they worked side by sides in the underground mines, looking for fairydust and rubies, magic and gold.
They taught her the songs of work and the songs of marches, and soon she forgot that she had even been a princess.
One evening she was walking back to their home alone, when she heard a noise to her left. She looked, expecting a rabbit, a bird, but out stepped a man with a bow in his hands.
You shouldn’t be out in the woods alone he said to her.
This is my home.
Trees are no home for anyone. She wondered if she should tell him of the many people hidden in the forest, each with no where else to go come with me.
Why?
Because I have a place you can go.
She should have said no- but what was there for her in the trees and the mine? So she took his hand and he led her out into the bright daylight, through winding roads intil they arrived at a castle she did not know.
where are we? she asked.
The Huntsman smiled my home, and the home of my queen.
He led her in through the doors, up to a room where a woman was sat on a throne. The woman stood as she saw the princess, staring at her in wide eyed shock.
You look just like her the queen whispered.
Once, the Huntsman said quietly, seeing the question in the princess’ eyes my queen had a child. A daughter who should have been your age. But she was stolen away by the man my queen loved.
You-
I’m not her the princess said- but she had never known her mother. Only her father and an empty throne at his side.
No. the queen said, her tone one of disbelief. But I am in need of an heir, and you in need of care. Stay here a while, and let us see.
Childish Gambino || Tamia So into you
I will never get over this
His vocals extremely slept on, so heavenly. This will be my wedding song.
Go head now
Maybe it’s me but he looks a little like Marvin Gaye to me
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I luvvvv this
let’s drag the signs lol
let’s all sip a bunch of tea and take this post with a grain of salt, yeah? : )
Aries: Stop being so bossy and stubborn in your arguments. Have you even looked at your arguments carefully before being such an asshole to people about it? Watch, I bet someone’s going to find a hole in it because you were too busy shoving your opinion down people’s throats. Grow up.
Taurus: You are so stubborn. Do you realize how many people you’re hurting by not listening to them? Some people tell you to change because they care for you. And if you refuse to change from your ways, you’ll stay the same. Stubborn, with no improvements and progress. Nothing.
Gemini: Can you stop trying to be such a know-it-all? People don’t care about the latest gossip you give. It’s pretty obvious that you can’t keep a secret. But the moment someone else does the same thing to you, you get all upset and butthurt. You get what you give.
Cancer: You think you deserve an award for being the most emotional person out there? Just because you can be super emotional doesn’t mean you can just slam it on everybody when you can’t handle your emotions. The worst part? You’re not even willing to handle other people’s emotions.
Leo: You need to stop being a little attention seeker. Have you stooped that low to the point where you have to hurt others to get your attention? It’s disgusting how you’ll accept any kind of attention that comes your way. Even the bad kind of attention. So much for trying to keep up that image of yours, huh.
Virgo: Just because a person isn’t your definition of perfect doesn’t mean you can passively judge them from the distance. Even if you don’t, who do you think you are to nit-pick on every little thing about them? You think you’ve fooled everybody by looking all put together, but you’re the real mess here.
Libra: People are going to step all over you if you’re not going to assert yourself. You think you’re expressing your anger nicely by being passive aggressive? No, you’re just being immature and petty. If you’re gonna try to fix conflicts around here, fix the conflicts inside you first.
Scorpio: Why do you always to be so power-hungry and controlling? Why do you always feel like you have to control every little aspect of your life? You know it well yourself, life never goes according to plan, yet you control everything and everyone at their expense. Also, stop being so jealous, man.
Sagittarius: What people find really annoying about you is that you really don’t have your shit together, and you know it. Yet you don’t do anything about it. It’s really stupid that you criticize people and try to look like you know everything when you don’t. Why? Because you don’t have your shit together. And you know it.
Capricorn: Stop talking down on people. You think you’re better than everybody else because you have ambitions and plans for yourself? Well, what if I told you that you’re not gonna achieve them because you apparently think that you can do everything by yourself? Successful people don’t get successful by themselves. They have people. People they don’t look down on. Hmmm.
Aquarius: Cut the special snowflake act already. You think you’re so cool and so ~unique~ because you do things differently from everybody else. You literally shove your thoughts down people’s throats and expect them to be okay with it yet you run as soon people try to console in you.
Pisces: You’re honestly a sweet, compassionate individual that cares for a lot of people. Sike. You like to present the image that you’re a weak, soft pushover when in reality, you use that sweet, innocent image to manipulate people to get what you want. You’re not sweet or nice. You’re manipulative and insidious.
this post is my miracle baby honestly
Someone hold my hand and do that little thumb rubby thingy.
