“I’m getting bad again but I’m too tired to care.”
I can never stop laughing at this
"I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.”
During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.
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1930’s Teen Delinquents
i.e. life role models
I’m just gonna reblog this again because it’s one of my favorite pictures ever.
That girl in the chair seems like such a badass I bet she was the leader of the crew.
I want to write about these girls.
When I was a teenager my mother found my grandmother’s (her mother) school scrapbook. It included things like photos, notes, and a two page spread of every demerit she ever received over the course of her formal education. Each of them set aside with little tags like she was so fucking proud of them. They were all for things like, “Unladylike behavior” or, “Skirt too short” or, “refuses to listen to authority”. I loved that spread so much.
I always have to reblog this.
if you’ve been having a bad day
here’s a hedgehog with a strawberry on its head
even if you haven’t been having a bad day
here’s something to make your day better
PS.The hedgehog is also reading a newspaper
the hedgehog dreams of having a car
the hedgehog wants to go fast
Being a teenager is hard. But the German home improvement chain Hornbach knows having parents who go the extra mile to show their support can make a big difference.
This is the kind of dad I want to be.
This is seriously so adorable.
“Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words that have lain dormant now lift, now toss their crests, and fall and rise, and falls again. I am a poet, yes. Surely I am a great poet.”
—Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via observando)