Doors and Windows
My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you’ve been mean to someone, they won’t believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until it’s time to stop being nice, then destroy them.

Laurell K. Hamilton (via jinxestogoaround)

Thiss

(via fkknbrenda)

draft

Thinking about security
and how much I was afraid of not having enough
and all the shame attached to
spending instead of saving.

Damn It—Life is too short
and security is just an illusion

Why not choose merge into the lovely man’s vision:
Why not jump off the cliff?
Why not believe in the wings before
any sign of a

Feather.

a draft

Your world view is a piece of lovely
strange apparel: someone’s overcoat
where we are prepared for the worst outcomes;
Another’s:
a lovely handbag where all our faults and
secrets
are carried in a designer
accessory.

You’re view: 1st I thought it was sexy underwear—’=
I could put it on and feel beautiful again.

But now? I think you are a flashy dress which seems
at first glance rich and glamorous
but now seems tawdry and
cheaply made. Covered in shiny sequins,
you are attractive to minah birds like-me—
we’re attracted to the glitz
but can’t distinguish
flash
from substance.

I should be looking for
the sensible shoe life all the while
yearning for the stillettos instead.

vintageluxe:

elle decorI want this tub.

vintageluxe:

elle decor

I want this tub.

Journey’s end

In western lands beneath the Sun
The flowers may rise in Spring,
The trees may bud, the waters run,
The merry finches sing.
Or there maybe ‘tis cloudless night,
And swaying branches bear
The Elven-stars as jewels white
Amid their branching hair.

Though here at journey’s end I lie
In darkness buried deep,
Beyond all towers strong and high,
Beyond all mountains steep,
Above all shadows rides the Sun
And Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
Nor bid the Stars farewell.J.

J.R.R. Tolkien (via observando)
aika-chan01:

natalie-as-herself:

qelato:

anniecrestadair:

orangeninjadan:

hickitty:

clarkkftw:

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:
IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.
1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.
2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.
3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”
4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”
5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.
TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.
Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.


why on earth doesn’t this have more notes

I actually had to do this once. She lived.

if you scroll past this on your dash you are absolutely heartless.

Reblog this!! This can save somebody’s life!

reblog.
help.
do not scroll down.

aika-chan01:

natalie-as-herself:

qelato:

anniecrestadair:

orangeninjadan:

hickitty:

clarkkftw:

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

why on earth doesn’t this have more notes

I actually had to do this once. She lived.

if you scroll past this on your dash you are absolutely heartless.

Reblog this!! This can save somebody’s life!

reblog.

help.

do not scroll down.

actuallywatson:

This friendship is one in a million.


cuties-friends forever!

actuallywatson:

This friendship is one in a million.

cuties-friends forever!

Writing profile #4

RE: Don’t hang up

Mike: So, I am trying again. I’m not sure what part of my last profile was so hardass teacher WHATEVER, but I am trying again. Sheesh.


What I don’t get is why you aren’t interested in me?


*awkward silence*


Well, here goes:
I need a straight man. OOooooh! Did I really say that? I did!
I need a guy to be the Abbott to my Costello, a Ricky to my Lucy. You know: my straight man, the one who tosses up a one liner so I can hit it out of the ballpark.  I love to play word games—I know you didn’t miss my pun—but it isn’t easy running the show all by myself. Double entendres and friendly banter are more fun in a duet than a solo act. Although I can share the stage, I admit to loving an audience especially if it’s you. You know. You know—The one?


I am curious, generous, and young at heart. I love to dance, sing, play charades. I appreciate nice things in life, but I don’t need things to make me happy. In most ways I am simple and patient; I don’t do drama although I love to go to a play or concert now and then. I can go to the movies alone, but I get tired of talking to myself, discussing the film, after the show. Besides, people look at me funny.


Conversation. I want a conversation with a good man who is funny, attentive, appreciative, and centered. I don’t need flowers or fancy dinners. I really just want conversation. and the rest will be negotiable. Not in dollars. No… O dear. Now, where have I gone?
Let’s leave some things to talk about at coffee, or for a walk on the beach, or over a glass of wine. If you’re curious, clever, and secure, then maybe you recognize a kindred spirit.


Email me but don’t wink. That’s like getting the worst catcall from the ugliest jerk around. Email me. I’m really fun. Get to know me. You’ll either want to know more or run for the hills. Let’s see.


So, Mike?


Carol


ps. You keep saying to be myself. Who the hell is that and how would you know?

six word story

Living outloud muffles small voice inside.