cherry blossoms

god i am wearing the cutest bra rn like im in a black skirt and this bra and i refuse to put on a shirt and leave my room because it’s so fuking cute

afloweroutofstone:

I, for one, can’t wait for the destruction of traditional family values

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squarecutorpearshape:

WHO IS RAISING THIS CHILD

(Source: tropius)

theshelteredmuslimguy:

Desi parents be like, you’re a child and can’t do anything… BTW get married because you’re getting old.

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thedepartedfairy:

Serinda teaches “hanger gun” shooting lesson.

Ok this is about the silliest and cutest things I’ve seen on instagram in a long time. How could you not absolutely love Serinda???

Let no one think of me that I am humble or weak or passive; let them understand I am of a different kind: dangerous to my enemies, loyal to my friends. To such a life glory belongs.

Medea (via fuckyeahgreatplays)

I’ve been reading so much scholarship on Medea as a hero-play lately, and Medea (the character) as a hero-figure. It’s fascinating to read - she’s obsessed with oaths and honor in the play, and her rage at Jason is not so much sexual jealousy as it is a heroic contempt for a man who betrayed his oath to her. Her pronouncement above, βαρεῖαν ἐχθροῖς καὶ φίλοισιν εὐμενῆ (harsh to enemies and kind-willed toward friends) is central to the Greek hero’s honor code.

She comes off as very Achilles-like (he lets many of the Greek soldiers die to get back at Agamemnon; Medea murders her sons to get back at Jason).

By that logic, Medea’s infanticide is actually a great sacrifice on her part to avenge her wounded honour - she follows the masculine hero-code to the letter and accomplishes her goal. And this means that the ending of the play is actually a happy ending; Medea is wholly triumphant over Jason and has succeeded in emotionally destroying him, which was what she set out to do. Her actions are approved by the gods, and she exits victorious to bury the bodies of her sons, leaving Jason without even a chance to attend the funeral.

If you can find it, read Elizabeth Brighton Bongie’s “Heroic Codes in the Medea of Eurpides,” because hot damn, those hero-codes.

(via mythandrists)

duncantargaryen:

(Source: boogentskyeward)

Send me a pairing and a line of dialogue and I’ll write you something angsty-ish

distractedpainter:

  • "I just really need to have you here right now."
  • "Didn’t you see what I did?!"
  • "Oh fuck, oh FUCK."
  • "Please come get me."
  • "Where are you?!"
  • "I’m coming, just sit tight!"
  • "Look at me - just breathe, okay?"
  • "I can’t breathe!"
  • "You don’t have to stay."
  • "It’s all my fault."
  • "It’s all YOUR fault!"
  • "Don’t fucking touch me."
  • "Please I just… really need space right now."
  • "I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere."
  • "I’m gonna be sick."
  • "Ever wonder if the world would be better off without you… ?"
  • "I’m sick of being USELESS."
  • "You’re not useless."
  • "Shit, are you bleeding?!"
  • "Please, put it DOWN."
  • "Shh, c’mere…"
  • "It’s okay to cry…"
  • "Don’t listen to them. Don’t you EVER listen to them."
  • "I’m not cut out for this."
  • "Just leave me ALONE."
  • "Please listen to me-"
  • "You can trust me."
  • "Don’t trust me."
  • "What happened doesn’t change anything."
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letstalkaboutjulytalk:

Tracklist:

00:11 The Garden
01:37 Guns + Ammunition
03:04 Paper Girl
04:34 Headsick
05:43 Gentleman
07:11 Blood + Honey
08:28 Summer Dress
09:58 Don’t Call Home
11:19 Uninvited
12:25 Someone
13:45 Let Her Know
15:03 I’ve Rationed Well

pyonkotchi:

Straight boy: what are you wearing ;)
Me: a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking outside Hogwarts. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.