ask away, my friend   more like a voice less like a noise, more like a soul less like a void

iheartsnl:

Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I’m gonna miss you…

iheartsnl:

Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday

Who could hang a name on you?

When you change with every new day

Still I’m gonna miss you…

(via gotwiiggles)

— 4 minutes ago with 104 notes

#kristen wiig  #andy samberg  #snl  #:( 
"You have never had any confidence in him. And if he has no confidence in himself it is because he sees himself through your eyes."
Simone de Beauvoir

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— 20 hours ago

#the woman destroyed  #simone de beauvoir  #feminism 
"I know I may look like a real person, but I’m not actually a real person."
Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)
— 1 day ago with 55 notes

CLARA

CLARA

CLARA

CAT PUNS

(Source: moatsnboats)

— 1 day ago with 9 notes

#cats  #cat puns  #CLARA LOOK AT THIS NOW 
To the Memory of Mr. Oldham

FAREWELL, too little, and too lately known,
Whom I began to think and call my own:
For sure our souls were near allied, and thine
Cast in the same poetic mold with mine.
One common note on either lyre did strike,
And knaves and fools we both abhorr’d alike.
To the same goal did both our studies drive;
The last set out the soonest did arrive.
Thus Nisus fell upon the slippery place,
While his young friend perform’d and won the race.
O early ripe! to thy abundant store
What could advancing age have added more?
It might (what nature never gives the young)
Have taught the numbers of thy native tongue.
But satire needs not those, and wit will shine
Thro’ the harsh cadence of a rugged line:
A noble error, and but seldom made,
When poets are by too much force betray’d.
Thy generous fruits, tho’ gather’d ere their prime,
Still shew’d a quickness; and maturing time
But mellows what we write to the dull sweets of rhyme.
Once more, hail and farewell; farewell, thou young,
But ah too short, Marcellus of our tongue;
Thy brows with ivy, and with laurels bound;
but fate and gloomy night encompass thee around.


John Dryden, 1684

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— 1 day ago with 1 note

#poem  #poetry  #john dryden  #to the memory of mr. oldham  #sat subject test  #literature  #poet  #death  #eulogy 
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kristen sings?

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— 1 day ago with 238 notes

"Tragedies are all right for a while: you are concerned, you are curious, you feel good. And then it gets repetitive, it doesn’t advance, it grows dreadfully boring: it is so very boring, even for me."
Simone de Beauvoir
— 1 day ago

#simone de beauvoir  #feminism  #tragedy  #the woman destroyed