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I have no idea what I'm doing!

I'll take these words I want to tell you and write them on the petals of cherry blossoms
Apr 23 '14

silviya7:

nice characters are good and important and strong

nice characters are not in any way inherently less interesting or complex or cool or badass than asshole characters

nice characters who go through hell and still remain good and kind and compassionate are so so strong

nice characters are not weak or boring or less badass, nice characters are awesome.

Apr 23 '14

adele-dazeems-cheekbones:

krystal-cage:

Some people were a little confused so I made this.

Good, I thought I was the only one to think this

Apr 23 '14

favourite looks: Los Angeles premiere of Thor: The Dark World (2013)

Apr 23 '14
"The truth is, everyone likes to look down on someone. If your favorites are all avant-garde writers who throw in Sanskrit and German, you can look down on everyone. If your favorites are all Oprah Book Club books, you can at least look down on mystery readers. Mystery readers have sci-fi readers. Sci-fi can look down on fantasy. And yes, fantasy readers have their own snobbishness. I’ll bet this, though: in a hundred years, people will be writing a lot more dissertations on Harry Potter than on John Updike. Look, Charles Dickens wrote popular fiction. Shakespeare wrote popular fiction - until he wrote his sonnets, desperate to show the literati of his day that he was real artist. Edgar Allan Poe tied himself in knots because no one realized he was a genius. The core of the problem is how we want to define “literature”. The Latin root simply means “letters”. Those letters are either delivered - they connect with an audience - or they don’t. For some, that audience is a few thousand college professors and some critics. For others, its twenty million women desperate for romance in their lives. Those connections happen because the books successfully communicate something real about the human experience. Sure, there are trashy books that do really well, but that’s because there are trashy facets of humanity. What people value in their books - and thus what they count as literature - really tells you more about them than it does about the book."
Brent Weeks (via victoriousvocabulary)
Apr 23 '14
suicide-stops-now:

y’all are strong, and y’all are gonna make it no matter what

after the storm comes the rainbow

suicide-stops-now:

y’all are strong, and y’all are gonna make it no matter what

after the storm comes the rainbow

Apr 23 '14

(Source: edwardrockbells)

Apr 23 '14

hillerbee:

This is everything I know about Kyoukai no Kanata

Apr 23 '14

(Source: ellendegeneres)

Apr 23 '14
Apr 23 '14

yuukeiyesterday:

my wallet and i entered the daze but only i came out 

Apr 23 '14
"If they don’t need you, it’s okay. You don’t live for other people."
Kyo, Dir en Grey (via everunenchanted)
Apr 23 '14

vultheironbelly:

chroniclesofamber:

Cyber-Dys-Punk-Topia

“There was a place near an airport, Kowloon, when Hong Kong wasn’t China, but there had been a mistake, a long time ago, and that place, very small, many people, it still belonged to China. So there was no law there. An outlaw place. And more and more people crowded in; they built it up, higher. No rules, just building, just people living. Police wouldn’t go there. Drugs and whores and gambling. But people living, too. Factories, restaurants. A city. No laws.

William Gibson, Idoru

It was the most densely populated place on Earth for most of the 20th century, where a room cost the equivalent of US$6 per month in high rise buildings that belonged to no country. In this urban enclave, “a historical accident”, law had no place. Drug dealers, pimps and prostitutes lived and worked alongside kindergartens, and residents walked the narrow alleys with umbrellas to shield themselves from the endless, constant dripping of makeshift water pipes above….

Kowloon ‘Walled’ City lost its wall during the Second World War when Japan invaded and razed the walls for materials to expand the nearby airport. When Japan surrendered, claims of sovereignty over Kowloon finally came to a head between the Chinese and the British. Perhaps to avoid triggering yet another conflict in the wake of a world war, both countries wiped their hands of the burgeoning territory.

And then came the refugees, the squatters, the outlaws. The uncontrolled building of 300 interconnected towers crammed into a seven-acre plot of land had begun and by 1990, Kowloon was home to more than 50,000 inhabitants….

Despite earning its Cantonese nickname, “City of Darkness”, amazingly, many of Kowloon’s residents liked living there. And even with its lack of basic amenities such as sanitation, safety and even sunlight, it’s reported that many have fond memories of the friendly tight-knit community that was “poor but happy”.

“People who lived there were always loyal to each other. In the Walled City, the sunshine always followed the rain,” a former resident told the South China Morning Post….

Today all that remains of Kowloon is a bronze small-scale model of the labyrinth in the middle a public park where it once stood.

This isn’t to say places like Kowloon Walled City no longer exist in Hong Kong….

— from Anywhere But Here: Kowloon “Anarchy” City

too fucking cool for words

Apr 23 '14
Apr 23 '14
soalxlia-art:

we all need happy haruka in our lives 

soalxlia-art:

we all need happy haruka in our lives 

Apr 23 '14

clarice-andherlittlelostlamb:

nels5157:

angrymadsygin:

demons-put-onions-in-my-room:

myoneandonlywonderland:

Sheldon the tiny dinosaur
Part 4/4

SHELDON IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS LIKE EVERY SINGLE THING MAKES ME SO HAPPY ABOUT HIM

Sheldon is the sweetest creature ever!

omg!

This may be the cutest/sweetest thing I’ve ever seen.