diary of a mad black cat

Pieces Of Mee: KONY 2012: Causing more harm than good.

Thu, 08 Mar 2012 01:34:14 -0500

Pieces Of Mee: KONY 2012: Causing more harm than good.:

Dear Jason Russell,

After being bombarded with your KONY 2012 crusade, I have no choice but to respond to your highly inaccurate, offensive, and harmful propaganda. I realized I had to respond in hopes of stopping you before you cause more violence and deaths to the Acholi people (Northern…

Not even a question. Just saying hello! :)

Sat, 30 Jul 2011 21:59:02 -0400

hai jasun :D

(via Donnie Darko Quote - Polyvore)

Sat, 30 Jul 2011 21:44:06 -0400

(via Donnie Darko Quote - Polyvore)

fuckyeahtattoos: I live in Joplin, Missouri. On May 22nd 2011 a...

Sat, 30 Jul 2011 21:15:37 -0400

fuckyeahtattoos:

I live in Joplin, Missouri. On May 22nd 2011 a EF-5 tornado hit leveling about 30% of it and killing 156 people. My best friend who I grew up with was home when his house and neighborhood were destroyed. He was in a coma for 3 days and had his left leg amputated. On July 20th he received his prosthetic and we walked to my tattoo artist Derek Wieberg to get this on my wrist. Hold fast to dreams.

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Sat, 09 Jul 2011 12:37:53 -0400

"Heres to the kids who try their hardest to be good enough for everyone. Who spend hours scrolling..."

Sat, 09 Jul 2011 12:32:54 -0400

“Heres to the kids who try their hardest to be good enough for everyone. Who spend hours scrolling through quotes that describe their mood. Who wait online for that certain someone to sign on just to gather up the nerve to say hello. Who listen to the same song dozens of times because the lyrics are meaningful. Who deserve so much more than they get but are too scared to fight for it. And whose wish upon 11:11 was wasted on someone who will never care.”

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Thu, 09 Jun 2011 02:34:55 -0400

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Tue, 12 Apr 2011 01:29:12 -0400

She said, I love you. He said, Nothing. (As if there were just one of each word and the one who...

Sun, 20 Mar 2011 20:53:10 -0400

She said, I love you.

He said, Nothing.

(As if there were just one
of each word and the one
who used it, used it up).

In the history of language
the first obscenity was silence.

-christina davis

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Sun, 20 Mar 2011 00:36:18 -0400

alackofcolor.

Sun, 20 Mar 2011 00:30:00 -0400

and when i see you, I really see you upside down.

but my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you around.

turns you around.

DeathCab

Look at you. you're young.

Sat, 19 Mar 2011 23:54:08 -0400

Look at you. you're young.

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Tue, 08 Mar 2011 00:19:23 -0500

blame-hollywood: Wrong Lyrics Christina meme!!!! <3

Wed, 02 Mar 2011 01:14:42 -0500

blame-hollywood:

Wrong Lyrics Christina meme!!!! <3

krissygermanotta: Born This Way low pitched, sounds like a man...

Mon, 28 Feb 2011 12:57:26 -0500

krissygermanotta:

Born This Way low pitched, sounds like a man ;D

I like it ._.

I made it.

I Go Back to May 1937

Mon, 28 Feb 2011 01:37:00 -0500

“I see them standing at the formal gates of their colleges,I see my father strolling outunder the ochre sandstone arch, thered tiles glinting like bentplates of blood behind his head, I see my mother with a few light books at her hip standing at the pillar made of tiny bricks,the wrought-iron gate still open behind her, its sword-tips aglow in the May air,they are about to graduate, they are about to get married,they are kids, they are dumb, all they know is they are innocent, they would never hurt anybody. I want to go up to them and say Stop,don’t do it—she’s the wrong woman,he’s the wrong man, you are going to do things you cannot imagine you would ever do,you are going to do bad things to children,you are going to suffer in ways you have not heard of,you are going to want to die. I want to go up to them there in the late May sunlight and say it,her hungry pretty face turning to me,her pitiful beautiful untouched body,his arrogant handsome face turning to me,his pitiful beautiful untouched body,but I don’t do it. I want to live. I take them up like the male and female paper dolls and bang them together at the hips, like chips of flint, as if to strike sparks from them, I say Do what you are going to do, and I will tell about it.”-Sharon Olds