Hurricane Iniki

My name is Iniki and I was named after the storm that hit Hawaii in 1992. I'm still here.

[achillieus]

“i know he’s older than me but sometimes i think that maybe our souls are the same age.”

— excerpts from the book i’ll never write

[inlanguagewedontsay]

In Italian we don’t say “You don’t say” or “Captain Obvious”, we say “Grazie al cazzo” which literally means “Thank the dick” and I think it isn’t particularly beautiful but it says a lot about who we are as people.

Submitted by @team-mom-wannabe

[gothcostco]

not to be too millennial but

no money

[celanon]

no house

[clst]

just avocado

[utwo]

80-Square-Foot Guest Cabin

© Alla Ponomareva

[slushi]

BITCH WE OUT HERE TAKIN OUR

M E D S

AND DRINKIN THAT UHHHH

W A T E R

Still havent showered but bitch

WE’LL GET THERE

[lucifersstorm]

Are you a cigarette jeans gay or a bootcut jeans gay?

[lucifersstorm]

The best part of marrying your best friend is that you know there’s no secrets

[thebibliosphere]

I just woke up from a dream where I was pregnant, and ETD and I were having a gender reveal party hosted by Morticia Addams cause in my dream Morticia and I were besties and she kept giving me pretty solid advice on raising children.

And you know that thing people do where they cut into the cake and it reveals the gender? Well, we had a cake, but the outside frosting was black, like, void black with the occasional glimmer of starlight, and when the time came to cut the cake Gomez handed me a sword and I stabbed it and a rainbow of holographic glitter spilled everywhere and bats flew up into the night and all the “real” people in the dream were horrified at the mess and trying to escape, but Morticia just sipped her tea, letting the glitter rise around her ankles as it continued to spew forth from the void cake and just looked at me like “Congratulations, it’s a baby, probably. Cake?” and my happiness/terror at the ambiguity of that sentence straight up woke me up out of a dead sleep and now I’m telling all of you before I forget.

Cause that dream was awesome.

[whooappl6international-deactiva]

[staff]

Sometimes you gotta celebrate the small things, like the one year anniversary of a sandwich wallet. 

[bell-woodhope]

Kay Nielsen illustration for “East of the Sun and West of the Moon. Old Tales from the North”. Tales: “East of the Sun and West of the Moon”, “The Lassie and Her Godmother”, “Three Princesses of Whiteland”.

[sa2ha]

live life on endless holiday  you’re so fun but i’ve got bills to pay  i don’t love any of these men  just want to feel the most i can 

and he’s smoking out the window every morning  while i get high in the bathroom  always on the upswing, baby  phosphenes in our starry eyes today  april to our deathbed  we’re always on the upswing, baby 

  hey, baby, are you okay? you’re always on my mind 

lightning in our fingertips today  i jump each time you touch me 

[olearypoetry]

[goosewithajob]

If anyone tries to tell you that Shakespeare is stuffy or boring or highbrow, just remember that the word “nothing” was used in Elizabethan era slang as a euphemism for “vagina”. 

Shakespeare has a play called “Much Ado About Nothing”, which you could basically read in modern slang as “Freaking Out Over Pussy”. And that’s pretty much exactly what happens in the play. 

[kiralamouse]

It’s also a pun with a third meaning. There’s the sex sense of much ado about “nothing”, there’s the obvious sense that people today see, and then there’s the fact that in Shakespeare’s day, “nothing” was pronounced pretty much the same as “noting”, which was a term used for gossip. So, “Flamewar Over Rumors” works as a title interpretation, too.

The reason we call Shakespeare a genius is that he can make a pussy joke in the same exact words he uses to make biting social commentary about letting unverified gossip take over the discourse.

[copperbadge]

So like.

A truly accurate modern translation would be “I Cunt Believe He Said That”?

[strangeselkie]

@copperbadge YOU GO AND SIT AMONG THE MUSTARDS  AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU’VE DONE

[copperbadge]

I truly feel the ghost of Shakespeare has never been more proud of me. 

[mohtz]

“Sweet mother, I cannot weave — slender Aphrodite has overcome me with longing for a girl.” - Sappho (tr. Diane Rayor)

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[eternalsuggestion]

POINTLESS HOROSCOPES

Aries - You are the hatchet, and the grave.

Taurus - Necromancy is a hard skill to learn. Sometimes it’s best to let things stay dead.

Gemini - Are you awake? Are you asleep? Are you alive? Consult the ravens; They will know.

Cancer - You keep worrying about how long your loneliness is going to last.  You may as well marry it, at this rate.

Leo - Good things can grow from nothing. You are a walking example of this.

Virgo - Even ghosts grow tired. Lay yourself to rest already. (Nobody else is going to do it for you.)

Libra - Holy rightiousness is rarely the same for everyone. Just how right even are you?

Scorpio - Stop trying to cough up all the butterflies in your stomach. They’ve already been pinned into place there.

Sagittarius - Be cautious of how transparent you get. If someone blinks, you just might disappear.

Capricorn - Even things you’ve buried can come back to haunt you. Be wary of the decay in your wake.

Aquarius - Stop being so scared of commitment. Get your hands dirty. Get your heart broken. Eat them whole, if you have to. (They’re always with you if you do.)

Pisces - You are nauseating in your vibrancy. Please, tone it down. People are going blind. (And not in a good way.)

[lucifersstorm]

Pointless, but pointed nonetheless

[venus-star13]

Reblog if you’re polyamorous, support polyamorous people, or think polyamorous people and relationships are valid

[screenshotsofdespair]

[lucifersstorm]

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