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awwmikey:

a strong female character is one who is defined by her own characteristics, history and personality, and not solely by the actions or needs of other characters. she is a person in the story, not a prop. x

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"

Learning from Maya

As our souls pass each other
like a note in class, the world
will see it just as another passing
but with poets it is so much more.
It is learning it is yearning for one
another and holding each other just
for a fraction of time so small and
minuscule no scientist, no God can
comprehend it. In those moments we
intertwine and live a separate life together
we are different and the world looks on past
those moments. The infinite glow of divine
light that radiates from one to another. Luck
would have it my soul met yours and learned
and loved and yearned and lived. I am human,
we are human, and we will be more then simply
I.

"

- Jon Capozzoli
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dammittopher:

gypsyvale

The last one gets me every single time

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angelicasucks:

YAAAASSSS

GOD FUCKING BLESS THIS WOMAN

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"Beautiful Death" on Game of Thrones #3

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"

My brother killed himself
on the twenty-eighth Thursday of last year
and I missed four days of work
and my mom wanted to know ‘Why’.
My brother
he was always a fan of beauty
but what he did
was not beautiful at all.

And last week I got the news
that one of my good friends from high school
had overdosed
(again)
except this time
she’d gone too far
and now she was gone.
And I had a hard time falling asleep at night
and her mother
hugged me tight
and thanked me for coming to the service
but I did not
want to be there at all.
This is not
beautiful.

The girl down the street
would’ve turned 21 last year
and I can scarcely imagine
the wild times she would’ve
(should’ve)
had.
But she is buried six feet deep
after falling nearly 300
and she did not leave a note.
This is not
beautiful.

My freshman year of college
and my roommate was beautiful
and how I wanted to be just like her.
But she wore herself down
till she was
almost invisible
and if you blinked
you had to go and find her all over again.
So now her parents are no longer supporting her college tuition
but are paying her hospital bills
watching their daughter crumble.
This is not
beautiful.

So y’all can take your narcissistic
romanticizing
and glamorizing
of self harm and eating disorders and committing suicide
and shove them as far up your ass
as you possibly can.
Starvation is not beautiful.
Killing yourself is not beautiful.
Sadness
is not beautiful.
This note I am writing
is not beautiful.

But you
you are beautiful
and it’s about damn time you start believing it.

"

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When the Angels Walk

When the angels walk
we are rendered mortal,
we are reminded of the
endings, all the paths
converging of the paths.

When the angels walk
we are rendered happy,
and we are granted for
one moment in time
infinity everlasting.

When the angels walk
there are stars on earth
and not the ones on the
movie screen.

When the angels walk
we give them names
like brother, sister, mother
father, aunt, uncle.

When the angels walk
we hear their voices
and they speak to something
deeper than emotions.

When the angels walk
we learn something
infallible, something
so true there is no denial.

"

- Jon Capozzoli
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Praise the Helix! 

The Church of the Helix Choir brings you songs about our lord and saviour, the Helix Fossil, and the adventures of Twitch Plays Pokémon. 

Please support the Church of The Helix Choir! 
If there’s enough interest, our humble fellowship will make an album that chronicles the biggest events and lore in the TPP universe. 

May the believers of the Helix be inspired and blessed! Amen!


Praise Thee Oh Blessed Helix 
Who Doth Guide Me Past The Ledge
And Giveth Holy Bird To Guide Us
With Gust and Sand-Attack

Helix We Consult Thee
Set Straight Our Frantic Path

Oak May Say It’s Not The Time For That
But You Keep Us From Dome’s Wrath

Helix Thou My Riches
I Will Toss My Nugget For Thee

When Those Who Press Start Try My Path
Thou Raise Thy Saints Of B

Rest Blessed Abby
Rest Jay Leno
You Were Not Released In Vain
Forever Helix Keep Them

As We Surf Forwards
And Cut Every Tree
The Helix Ever Will Be My Strength
As I Fly To Anarchy…
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"Snow
The angels wept their tears of glassy water
and they feel at the feet of men. And the men
watched as the tears grew in piles whiter then any
of heavens lights. And they shivered in the presence
of the tears and they gave it a name, 50 names.
And from hill to river the earth shuddered and grew cold
and then the men grew cold and crass. Fires were
sparse and not a flower grew. The angels cried out
in deep moans of night winds and screamed in the
hiss of the day light. Soon the men did shudder as well
and locked them selves in cages of wood and built in them
hearths and the buildings vibrated with warmth.
The men forgot the tears of angels and turned away from
the gifts of heaven, and instead prescribed it to words
and forgot the call of angels and prescribed it to the sun.
But the angels cry still, and they wait, for just one day that
a child may see that the crystallized landscape is heaven crying
because we forgot."

- Jon Capozzoli
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bijou1986:

A Mom went to have dinner with her son who lives with his roommate.
During the course of the meal, his mother couldn’t help but notice how handsome his roommate was. She had been suspicious about her sons sexuality but being a good mother she felt that he would let her know if and when the time was right but seeing the two together just made her more curious.

Over the course of the evening, while watching the interaction between the two she wondered even more if there was more here than meets the eye. Her son, sensing his mothers watchfully eye volunteered, “really Mom, I can tell what you’re thinking and you can just get it out of your mind, we are just roommates and nothing more”.

About a week later the roommate remarked, “ever since your mother was here the silver serving platter has been missing, do you think she took it?”

He responded, “Well I’m sure she didn’t but I will email her and ask just to be sure” he sat down and wrote:

Hey Mom
I’m not saying you did take the silver platter from the house and I am not saying you didn’t take it but the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love,
Your Son.

A couple days later he got a response from his mother:

Dear Son,
I am not saying that you do sleep with your roommate and I am not saying that you don’t sleep with him and you know I love you and could care less either way but the fact remains that if he was sleeping in his own bed he would have found the platter under his pillow.
When are the two of you coming for dinner?
Love,
Mom

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BEST MOM

I’m crYING

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