replace all the vowels in your name with the letter ‘a’ gO
THIS IS HOW HER HAIR SHOULD HAVE LOOKED THE WHOLE TIME THOUGH
I’ll forever wish they hadn’t overlooked that a crucial part of hermione as a character was the fact that her worth wasn’t in her appearance. That was such an important message for me.
Hermione was one of the first characters I ever strongly identified with, and that had a lot to do with things like her hair.
put this on my grave
on two hours of sleep im either way too happy or violently homicidal
my dash is 95% eurovision and 5% sebastian stan rn
i did not realize i was following this many europeans: an autobiography by every american on tumblr today
I thought you were all american: the european version
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare
from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where
he could have a damn Gmail account.
The day after I taught my mother
how to send pictures over Iphone she texted
me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives,
as we record the years first sunrise so
we can remember what beginning feels like when
we are inches away from the trigger.
Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did.
Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day.
Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers
nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account,
and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people
we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes.
This life is spilling over with 85 year olds
rewatching JFK’s assassination and
7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos.
Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like.
No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like
or how grasshoppers procreate.
I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone
and you will continue to scoff and that is okay.
But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed
you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages.
b.e.fitzgerald (Art is a Facebook status about your winter break.)
Kevin Durant talks about his mom during MVP speech.
I’ve given up trying to correct people.
YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND MY SHAME
MY NAME IS MISPRONOUNCED SO OFTEN THAT TODAY WHILE I WAS AT WORK A GIRL CAME UP TO ME WITH THE SAME DAMN NAME AND I PRONOUNCED IT WRONG
I PRONOUNCED MY OWN NAME WRONG TODAY
I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO BE DISQUALIFIED FROM EXISTENCE
MY LAST NAME IS ALEXANDER
PEOPLE ALWAYS SAY ALEXANDRA
THE STRUGGLE IS REAL
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOUR WEIRD TRIANGLE OF FACIAL HAIR
I LOVE YOUR GIANT TEETH
I LOVE THAT YOU’RE A PESKY LITTLE SHIT (IN THE MOST ENDEARING WAY POSSIBLE)
I LOVE THAT YOUR OTP IS THE CROSSBAR
AND MOST OF ALL I LOVE THAT YOU MAKE AMAZING SAVES YOU MAGICAL PERFECT FRENCH FUCKFACE