THIS IS A TRUTH
Here is how I see the world, and one of my contributions to making it how it should be.
ciao, bella.
A MOMENT OF SILENCE FOR LYBIA
I have seen tumblr pull this off once before, on September 11th, 2009. It was fantastic and beautifully done.
We have spent all of today posting incessantly about the matter, the equivalent of screaming at the top of our lungs. And it has been amazing in every sense of the word.
But we need to remember why we’re doing it in the first place. Hundreds have died, hundreds more will die. Humans with lives, families, minds and dreams. We need to give them a moment of silence, if only to resume the screaming and awareness immediately thereafter.
I propose this: at 10:40 PM ET (roughly 20 minutes from the time of this posting, 10:22 PM ET), we stop.
We stop the posting, whether it be about Lybia or Glee or Harry Potter or anything at all. We sit here, refreshing our dashboards if we wish to (so as to witness the silence) and we think. Because thinking is nice, and screaming clouds it sometimes, and those who have lost their lives deserve our thoughts.
And then, at 10:45 PM ET, after five minutes of “silence,” we resume our posting about whatever we want and we revel in our ability to speak out like so many have lost the right to do today and in the days leading up to it.
Let’s try and pull this off, shall we? We’ve accomplished so much today. This would be beautiful.
Reblog and join in when the time comes.
What misery must ensue, the death of millions! Why do none of you realise that you are alive!
(via alacoque-)
Bodies filled with words like the pages of my notebook.
Love, dripping out of every pore.
No one sees this.
She knows what she is,
She loves hearing it.
She couldn’t be like her,
She’s nothing near it.
Sadly, this is who she’s become,
Not blonde, not smart, not dumb.
Who is She?
She is you.
Reblog if you think Tumblr should turn green for Libya.
Pity there is such a thing, called “Political correction”.
(via jabberwockies)
“Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.”
The Raveonettes secret weapon awaits, and then… - “RELEASE THE SHARIN!”
The Raveonettes - War In Heaven (Raven In The Grave)
‘And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!’…And The Raveonettes - evermore!
I’m actually surprised, the feel of the band is really appropriate.
ohinsomnia asked: This blog makes me so happy. Words can't even express.
Thank you so very much! <3
Poem written by Edgar Allan Poe’s wife Virginia. Written to cheer him up on Valentines day.
Women are so beautifully (reblog, and insert adjective here).



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