02 7 / 2014
"We never understood the world less than we do now nor, as we understand it, liked it less."
01 7 / 2014
"Power ceases in the instant of repose; it resides in the moment of transition from a past to a new states, in the shooting if the gulf, in the darting to an aim. This one fact the world hates; that the soul becomes."
01 6 / 2014
imagine a muggle-born Hogwarts student during a Yule Ball enchanting various musical instruments so that they play the Macarena
and all the muggle-borns swarming to the centre of the Great Hall and baffling the entire room with their sychonronised dancing and AYYYY MACARENA *CLAP*
Just wait until they bust out The Electric Slide
Ladies and gentleman this is Mambo No. 5
The Cha Cha Slide is what caused the second wizarding war.
EVERYBODY CLAP YOUR HANDS clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap AVADA KEDAVRA
28 5 / 2014
When I was a freshman in high school, I made a series of battle plans along with my older brother and his friends that detailed how we’d take out our entire school once we obtained guns and bombs.
This happened while huddled over my dining room table, and it was funny. We drew blueprints. We made maps. We organized lists of ammunition and inventory and all the different things we’d need to make our military raiding of our own school a success. We figured we’d all have cyanide pills to take ourselves out before we got arrested. We knew we had to take over the nurse’s office first – it’s where all the medical supplies were and it also had no windows, which made it a perfect place for our final showdown when we were inevitably backed in by police as we burned out in a blaze of glory in our bold last stand.
This is so so so so so so so worth the read.
I spent most of my life as the weirdo, as the girl who was one of the guys. I had very few female friends growing up until about middle school or so (those friends I had before then, well, they’re still some of my best friends). I was an athletic nerd - I loved the mind behind sports and playing was a means to an end. You can’t be a coach at 12.
And I got viciously picked on for that, and not just by my peers, but by coaches too.
As a result, I wanted to be funny, because people like funny. I tended to the person turning to making an ass of myself to get laughs instead of working with my wit instead. But after a while, I got sick of it. That’s when I realized there had to be something better.
And there is. And I found it. And it changed my life. It changed how I think about supporting others. I don’t care if you want to join the circus. Fuck it. Do it. Join the circus, learn to walk a tightrope, swallow fire, juggle knives. Because if that’s where you feel most comfortable, if that’s where you want to better yourself, you should. Don’t just dedicate your life to your dreams, dedicate your life to help others find and reach theirs, too.
17 4 / 2014
How I Actually Left Work Today
- 1: Are you really that concerned with beauty? Like, do you walk out your door and say "what an incredibly gorgeous hydrangea?"
- 2: Well, I'm a poet, so if I don't roll around in the grass whispering lines of Whitman at least once a day I think I lose my ability to write.
- 1: [Laughing] Wait, are you serious?
- 2: [Opens door, walks outside, yells:] A CHILD SAID, WHAT IS THE GRASS? FETCHING IT TO ME WITH FULL HANDS; HOW COULD I ANSWER THE CHILD? I DO NOT KNOW WHAT IT IS ANY MORE THAN HE.