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I am so sorry for this mess.
some flowers just arrived for my sister but my mom thought they were for me.
and so she asked if they were from henry and of course i asked what the hell she was talking about
and she was like “henry, the boy you’re always talking about.”
she meant henry david thoreau.
i quote henry david thoreau so much my mom thought henry david thoreau was my boyfriend
- whovians freaking out about doctor who
- stop yahoo campaign
- wild europeans celebrating eurovision
being a pessimist is great i’m always either right or pleasantly surprised
“My mother boils seawater. It sits all afternoon simmering on the stovetop, almost two gallons in a big soup pot. The windows steam up and the house smells like a storm. In the evening, a crust of salt is all that’s left at the bottom of the pot. My mother scrapes it out with a spoon. We each lick a fingertip and dip them in the salt and it’s softer than you’d think, less like sand and more like snow. We lay our fingertips on our tongues, right in the middle. It tastes like salt but like something else, too—wide, and dark. It tastes like drowning, or like falling asleep on the shore and only waking up when the tide has come up to your feet and you wonder if you’d gone on sleeping, would you have sunk?”
IF PANEM WASN’T SO FUCKED UP I BET RUE WOULD GO TO PROM AND HAVE A BOYFRIEND AND SHIT WOW BUT NO SHE HAD TO DIE BYE IM EMOTIONAL
AND KATNISS WOULD BE A HAPPY SMILING GIRL WITH BRAIDED HAIR AND A VIOLIN OR GUITAR OR SOMETHING INSTEAD OF A BOW AND ARROW
But peeta would still get abused at home
Well aren’t you a little ray of sunshine
