May 2012
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Team Lyn is Team Win.
When Chloe was really sick(having a heart attack...
The blanket was my sister’s but she doesn’t want it anymore. I mean, we consider it to be what Chloe died on(even though it wasn’t). I have that blanket now. It’s washed and all. I wanted the blanket, that’s why I offered to take it. But I won’t use it, not for a while….
c-o-c-a-i-n-e-s-k-i-n:
and in that moment, i swear that was the only quote you knew from the perks of being a wallflower
“You won’t allow me to go to school.
I won’t become a doctor.
Remember this:...”
– Poem written by an 11 year old Afghan girl
This poem was recorded in a NYT magazine article about female underground poetry groups in Afghanistan. An amazing article about the ways in which women are using a traditional two line poetry form to express their resistance to male oppression, their...
capitolwifi:
sometimes i forget that you’re not required to read harry potter to be on tumblr but you should be
kindymaling:
if procrastination was an olympic sport i’d probably be too lazy to compete in it
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maddieisms replied to your post: I still feel so guilty about Chloe…..and still feel sad.
It’s okay, it’s normal to feel sad. But it’s not your fault, there’s not much you could have done.
Could have stayed with her. Not run to the computer.
I still feel so guilty about Chloe.....and still...
I mean, I know we only had her for 2 weeks. And she was never ours. And it’s one puppy, so many die each day, it’s nothing to anyone but my family……But it still hurts….
faggoat:
waking up from a nap is the scariest most disorienting thing you can do
Especially in school when some adult looks like Effie Trinket
rachelberet:
imagine how weird our society would be if pEOPLE RANDOMLY STARTED SCREAMING MIDSENTENCE LIKE WE DO ON THE INTERNET
leasarfatis:
i’m not like other girls (:
I’ M S H I A L A B E O U F
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LEAKY WARS 2012 trash talk.
Lia: YOU WILL BE OBLIVIATED
Me: YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED.
Lia: ANNIHILATED
Me: EXTERMINATED.
Lia: ERADICATED
Me: YOU ARE LIKE THE DOCTOR COMMITING GENOCIDE AGAINST THE DALEKS
Lia: YOU ARE LIKE THE CHANGELINGS AGAINST SHINING ARMOR AND PRINCESS CADANCE'S SHIELD
Me: YOU ARE THE LOVELESS TOM RIDDLE TRYING TO FIGHT LOVE
Lia: YOU ARE LIKE GACHNAR CRUSHED BENEATH BUFFY'S STYLISH YET AFFORDABLE BOOTS
Me: YOU ARE GALBATORIX AGAINST THE FORCE OF ALL THE WRONGS HE HATH DONE
Lia: YOU ARE LIKE UMBRIDGE TRYING TO KEEP HOGWARTS UNDER YOUR THUMB
Me: YOU ARE SNOW TRYING TO STOP THE REBELLION
Lia: YOU ARE GENERAL GRIEVOUS UNDERESTIMATING THE POWER OF THE REPUBLIC
Me: You are the basilisk under Neville's sword
Lia: You are getting your snakes mixed up, just like you'll be when I show you up
Me: It's like trying to out prank the Weasley twins and the Marauders. Impossible.
Lia: Your success is the sixth principal exception to gamp's law--and it certainly can't have been done without magic.
Me: You are Clove under the force of Thresh's rock
Lia: You are Joe Hearn going mad sentenced to the Attic
Me: You are Romeo. Who just fails at life. And loses.
Lia: You are Shia Laboeuf in the woods: nonsense and also a terrible song.
Me: You are your insults. Useless and wrong
Lia: You are Draco. Just a little kid amidst your failed big plans.
Me: You are pizza on John Green's plate
Lia: Delicious and worshipped by all nerdfighters? I think yes.
Me: Eaten and doomed? Yes
Lia: I'm like a wizard party, I go forever
Me: I am John Green. I will not go down
Lia: I'm Randy The Bandicoot. ETERNALLLL
Me: I AM THE PHOENIX. I WILL NEVER DIE
Lia: I'm like Lestrade when it comes to losing. It's not my division
me: Your chances of winning are less than Percy Jackson's chance at being normal
