New photos of Harry, Zayn and Louis with Lux x

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Whose Line Is It Anyway Sideways Scenes so far

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its never not a good time for this video

…..you…..you found it


can you believe there are people who haven’t seen this video before

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"Are you gonna write about this?"

Like his mediocre lines
and the way he butchered the names of Thai food
had me shaking at the knees.
Like that was something worth noting.

I still wrote three poems about my last dinner date.
I live in a world where I am blessed to believe that
everything is something worth noting.

But people tell me that if I keep writing poetry
about every mouth I meet,
nobody’s going to want to kiss me anymore.

The first time that someone compared my poems
to Taylor Swift songs,
I didn’t know that it wasn’t supposed to be a compliment.
It turns out they weren’t saying: “thank you
for your honesty, your openness, your willingness
to make life into art even when it gets tough to pronounce”.

They were saying: “All you write are love poems.”
Like that wasn’t okay.
Like that was somehow discrediting or laughable.
They were saying: “You go on too many dates
and you can’t make them stay.”
And I don’t know how to shake that off.

I live in a world where I am blessed to believe that
everything is something worth noting,
even bad dinner dates.
I also live in a world where a 24 year old Taylor Swift
can’t write about bad dinner dates anymore.
A world where she has sworn off dating and written an album
with a curt nod to love instead of a wide smile,
because she’s sick of her love life being an American pastime,
a comedic punchline every time she leaves the house.

“Watch out: she might write a song about you!”

God forbid she tells the world that you’re a sloppy kisser.
God forbid she tells the world that it still hurts that you left.

She is a girl with a big heart and a bigger mouth
and she owns everything that ever happens to her.

I own everything that ever happens to me

and I refuse straddle the line between privacy and honesty
for the sake of someone else’s comfort level.
I will not be a Disney mermaid
willing to give up her own voice for love.

Forget legs.
Choke on water, choke on ink.
I will not kiss another man who refuses to learn how to swim.


"Me vs. Taylor Swift vs. Ariel" Trista Mateer (via simply-sloth)

Trista Mateer, everyone.

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reblog if you want a thigh gap like this 


Smother // Daughter

I’m sorry if I smothered you

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I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.
by  Sylvia Plath (via keoru)

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I knew I was going to get hurt when I felt my stomach blow up when he said my name.
I knew I was in too deep when I felt his fingertips on my hips even hours after he had gone.
and fuck I knew I was done for when I could hardly smile honestly without his hand laced with mine and at that point I knew I should’ve left but I thought maybe if I stayed with him for a little bit longer he would crave me as much as I craved him.
by I knew it I knew it I knew it. (via garden-spider)

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Bikini Kill flyer 1991

This is all so fucking important & just generally good.


stay posi

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All I want is education, and I am afraid of no one
Malala Yousafzai

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my favourite thing about history is how everyone tries to invade russia but are somehow caught off guard by the russian winter 

in soviet russia country fight for you

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CollegeHumor: The 10 Lies You Tell Yourself Every All-Nighter

This is all me.

at least everyone has positive thinking even if its all BS lies

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homemade costumes are better anyway