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@lefailfrancais
does anyone have any good tips for getting over boys
how tall are the boys?
honestly besides the romance my favorite part of pride and prejudice has to be how much of a complete Disaster the bennet family is,,,,,,,like mr bennet is sarcastic af and never tells his family anything until like the hour before it happens (“btw ur cousin that you’ve never even met before and who could throw ur asses out on the streets one day is coming for dinner at 4”),,,,,mrs bennet is the total Can I Speak To The Manager mom who always threatens to pass out even if she’s never passed out once in her entire life,,,,lydia practically stalks military men and was once voted most likely to run away from home forever for a laugh,,,,,kitty would probably burn the house down if lydia told her it was a good idea,,,,,mary is the epitome of that one person who memorizes only six lines from a textbook and says “knowledge is power” for three days after,,,,,,,,jane would practically apologize to someone who was stabbing her,,,,and im almost 1000% sure that elizabeth has at least once stood up on the dining room table and yelled at her family “fight me then” when she’s angry,,,,,,literally the original sitcom family
So much of desire, at that age, was a willful act. Trying so hard to slur the rough, disappointing edges of boys into the shape of someone we could love. We spoke of our desperate need for them with rote and familiar words, like we were reading lines from a play. Later I would see this: how impersonal and grasping our love was, pinging around the universe, hoping for a host to give form to our wishes.
Emma Cline, The Girls
me: *carries cat out of my room for being naughty*
cat: *purrs*
me: you are being punished. Please do not purr. I love you
me: *is constantly treating myself*
me: you know what? i’m gonna treat myself today
remember when lol meant “laughing out loud” instead of “this is to indicate that this brief text isn’t hostile”
i have no impulse control and now you all have to suffer too
Oh. My. GOD.
عسى الجٓنه مكتوبة لنا جميعاً. May Paradise be written for all of us.
(via fromafricatoarabia)
Darian Volkova
It’s when you hide things that you choke on them.
Charles Bukowski (via ultratorment)
i love my country by which i mean i am indebted joyfully to all the people throughout its history who have fought the government to make right where so many cunning sons and daughters our foremothers and forefathers came singing through slaughter came through hell and high water so that we could stand here and behold breathlessly the sight how a raging river of tears cut a grand canyon of light yes, i've bin so many places flown through vast empty spaces with stewardesses whose hands look much older than their faces i've tossed so many napkins into that big hole in the sky bin at the bottom of the atlantic seething in a two-ply looking up through all that water and the fishes swimming by and i don't always feel lucky but i'm smart enough to try cuz humility has buoyancy and above us only sky so i lean in breathe deeper that brutal burning smell that surrounds the smoldering wreckage that i've come to love so well yes, color me stunned and dazzled by all the red white and blue flashing lights in the american intersection where black crashed head on with white comes a melody comes a rhythm a particular resonance that is us and only us comes a screaming ambulance a hand that you can trust laid steady on your chest working for the better good (which is good at its best) and too, bearing witness like a woman bears a child: with all her might born of the greatest pain into a grand canyon of light i mean, no song has gone unsung here and this joint is strung crazy tight and people bin raising up their voices since it just ain't bin right with all the righteous rage and all the bitter spite that will accompany us out of this long night that will grab us by the hand when we are ready to take flight seatback and traytable in the upright and locked position shocked to tears by each new vision of all that my ancestors have done like, say, the women who gave their lives so that i could have one people, we are standing at ground zero of the feminist revolution yeah, it was an inside job stoic and sly one we're supposed to forget and downplay and deny but i think the time is nothing if not nigh to let the truth out coolest f-word ever deserves a fucking shout! i mean why can't all decent men and women call themselves feminists? out of respect for those who fought for this i mean, look around we have this yes i love my country by which i mean i am indebted joyfully to all the people throughout its history who have fought the government to make right where so many cunning sons and daughters our foremothers and forefathers came singing through slaughter came through hell and high water so that we could stand here and behold breathlessly the sight how a raging river of tears is cutting a grand canyon of light
Ani DiFranco, Grand Canyon
So every day I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth of the ideas of God, one of which was you.
Mary Oliver
...there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own, that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do -- determined to save the only life you could save.
Mary Oliver