waiting like nails on a blackboard
finding deep breaths in chasms of impatience
slowing life down despite myself
a sense of urgency lost on everyone else but me

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waiting like nails on a blackboard
finding deep breaths in chasms of impatience
slowing life down despite myself
a sense of urgency lost on everyone else but me
every day with you is better than the last.
“I would eat his heart in the marketplace” is legit the most savage line I have ever heard, I’d like to personally thank Shakespeare for putting into words that feeling of rage and protectiveness women get when some fuckboy hurts another woman
Okay first off, I will always reblog this post, but secondly, I went to Shakespeare in the Park tonight to see this and all the women cheered *so loudly* when Beatrice said this line, and the guy in front of me looked around all shocked and a little scared and said “… oh wow” and it was ICONIQUE
The Summer, Poppy Field (1875) by Claude Monet
DIRTY DANCING (1987) directed by Emile Ardolino.
EAST OF EDEN (1955) dir. Elia Kazan
there’s no I in team
if i had arwen’s headpiece i would literally wear it in public in the most casual outfits
i mean look at it
Harvey (1950) dir. Henry Koster
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER (1997-2003) “Faith, Hope & Trick”
Stand By Me (1986) dir. Rob Reiner
It seems like there’s gotta be some place without Greasers and Socs.
THE OUTSIDERS (1983) dir. Francis Ford Coppola
my darlings
Breakfast at Tiffany’s 1961, dir. Blake Edwards
Will you be brave?
there’s a moment after the last rip of wax
is taken from my upper lip that
my spirit suspends over my body in a fun twirl & zig zag then it returns, sinking through my chest warmly.
a death & reincarnation of beauty is well worth the humiliating sting.