Möönshädöws in the Möönwörmlight

just dumb quotes that amuse me

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Grade Solomon • castlesystems

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Eat the rich. Suck blood.

Okokok so we all want to eat the rich right?

But the Cullens could literally eat. the. rich.

Just suck em up and steal all their money, perhaps make a super cool murder case so that they on one hand don’t end up getting ripped up in pieces by the Volturi and on the other hand might end up on buzzfeed unsolved. Just saying.

Rosalie would definitely get those who have been accused of rape but bought their way out of it, one by one.

And they would absolutely steal and donate all of the money because they are my headcanon Cullens and wouldn’t just hoard it.

(Also Rosalie wouldnt drink their blood, just kill them. slowly. very slowly)

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It has been found y’all THE FORREST FENN TREASURE HAS BEEN FOUND

BUZZFEED FUCKING SOLVED

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The Hot Daga truly is the best form of damnation Shane has ever invented. He's getting thousands of innocent souls to invest themselves in possibly the stupidest idea he's ever had, borne of nothing more than a desire to annoy Ryan.

I Try to Summon An Entity, by navree

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Summary: Are you there God? It's me, Shane.

Summary from “How to Befriend the Monster In Your Closet”, by Golden4278

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I'm not even consciously writing this story anymore; I just wait for Shane to possess me. Hope you're enjoying my descent into madness

Notes from “How to Befriend the Monster In Your Closet”, by Golden4278

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Watch me checking my emails every other second, eagerly awaiting a new update on any of the current ongoing fanfictions that I’m invested in.

And all I get is new assignments from my teachers.

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–It seemed incredible you were not in the room with me, you were so much nearer than anything else, nearer than the dress I was wearing.–It doesn’t matter at all that we never see each other, & that we write so seldom. We shall never escape from each other.

Edna Millay to Arthur Ficke, from Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay

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I love you, too, my dear, and shall always, just as I did the first moment I saw you. You are a part of Loveliness to me.

Edna Millay to Arthur Ficke, from Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay

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So you have been reading old letters. I must do that, too.–Consider, old friend, that someday our letters may be published in print! At least, it would need nothing more than a premature death or two!

Millay to Ficke, from Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Love me, please; I love you; I can bear to be your friend. So ask me anything, and hurt me whenever you must; but never be "tolerant", or "kind". And never say to me again,–dont dare say to me again–"Anyway, you can make a trial" of being friends with you! Because I can't do things in that way; I am not a tentative person. Whatever I do, I give up my whole self to it; and it may be a trial–of course, most things are, I suppose–but I never am conscious of making a trial; I am conscious only of doing the thing that I love to do,–that I have to do–and I have to be your friend.

Edna St. Vincent Millay to Edith Wynne Matthison, from Letters of Edna St. Millay

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It isn't eccentric never to tell a poet which of his poems you like best, it's just plain lazy. I beg you pardon if I've said anything rude and hope I have.

-Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay

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“Please give me some bad advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it.”

Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Author's Note: SO what do you all think? I may not be a professional writer; but I think I am being given the talent to pull this off in service of a greater mission =)

Hogwarts School of Prayer and Miracles, by Grace Ann

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Whenever you feel alone, sad, like nobody’s there to listen. Talk to the demon under your bed. It’s always there for you, especially late at night, and it won’t judge. It’s very sweet.

Let your hand hang off your bed before sleeping. It will hold it tenderly while you cry yourself to sleep.

It’s very lonely too you know.

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One thing I truly knew – knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest – was how love gave someone the power to break you. I'd been broken beyond repair.

New Moon, S. Meyer

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Jacob pleaseeee stop

As much as I love Jacob in New Moon, I (especially as a lesbian) get sooo annoyed by him being so persistent in making Bella love him when she’s clearly not interested.

Like I had guys do that to me and it was the most embarrassing and annoying thing ever and made them sooo unlikeable.

Don’t be a dick, Jacob.

[After a long conversation of him trying to trick her into saying that she likes him] “He grinned down at me. “That’s okay, you know. As long as you like me the best. And you think I’m good-looking  – sort of. I am prepared to be annoyingly persistent.”