"I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone that shows me their soul.
This world is so guarded and fearful. I appreciate rawness so much."

— Emery Allen (via avvfvl)

(Source: da-vinch, via feignedaffections)

"We are bought and sold for English gold. Such a parcel of rogues in a nation"

— Robert Burns

Tags: scotland burns

Lord almighty, nothing breaks your heart more than an independent shop gone bust.

Tags: lit poetry

It’s Of Mice and Men season again here at school.

Iris Church (character sketch)

Iris Church is a slimly built woman of 75. Her sad blue eyes still contrast brightly with her short, white, curly hair- that’s white not blonde- she was once a brunette with voluminous puffy hair but she hasn’t seen a dark hair in 35 years, pretty much ever since her husband died.
Iris has lived in Stanmore for every one of her 75 years; in fact, she has existed in the same house for the whole time. She puts this down as loving the house she grew up in and not wanting to go through the stress of moving all of her things, and things are what she certainly has got a lot of. If you look around her house you will see: boxes, books, food stains and a vast collection of green frogs. Nobody has ever understood her addiction of the frogs but she has bought them obsessively- she now has well over 10,000 varieties and maybe, in her own way, it is Iris’s own version of the fairy tale myth - that if she buys enough frogs maybe one day she will find her prince again. After all this strange ‘frog- addiction’ only began after the death of her Fred – her real-life Prince Charming - her late husband.
Iris is most proud of the fact that she has remained in the same place for so long; she feels that it’s much braver to stay in the same place and exist rather than keep moving on. She also believes that in some way she has become part of Stanmore and she is well-known and well-liked by the local community. She often thinks back to the happiest day of her life, which was marrying Fred. She often drifts back into that memory as she falls asleep so sadly alone. Was she ever that happy again? She has never admitted the answer to that question.
Strangely for someone who appears so smiley and friendly, Iris regularly dresses as if for a funeral. Again she has done this for the last 35 years almost as if she wants other people to know that she is mourning and will be until the day she herself drifts off into death and the land of the mystery that surrounds us. Nevertheless, she has never given up on her belief in the world and beautiful sunrises always make her feel alive- oh that’s another thing- Iris always wakes up at 5am – even on the weekend.
Most people who have been alone for a long duration tend to accumulate pets the way that Iris has accumulated frogs but Iris has never owned a pet. She used to want one when she was 9 but her father always insisted that a rabbit was more trouble than it was worth and then Fred had been allergic to rabbits… In the end she told herself that they were right – they WERE more trouble than they were worth- and so she has gone on in that house all alone. Perhaps to make up for this, she has the frogs to keep her company and she watches a hell of a lot of TV- with Sky + she manages to watch every single soap opera on the box! Her favourite is Eastenders. Maybe the next time you got to Stanmore Sainsbury’s you will see her near aisle 11 and hear her talking about the latest drama.
This is Iris Church.

Tags: lit prose writers

Annoying online cliches

Why is a cause always worthy?

Why have bands always smashed/slayed/killed it last night?

Why do people not of the MSN generation feel okay using variants on ‘lol?’

Who is bae?

Why is every woman dressed up described as ‘fierce’ and ‘girl?’

Why is everyone that laughs dyyyyiiinnngg?

How can any little observation be felt as ‘so true to so many’?

Sigh.

Everything is the best. Tweet/night/food/video/post/pic. ever. Perpetually.

FFS.

English is a beautiful language - make some effort.

englishwolverine:

theshouldbequeen:

lesshumanmoretimelord:

matty-the-weeboo-fuck:

encoyroaba:

dirtandsky:

I’m a visual learner and now I’m an alcoholic. Thanks, Obama. 

I learn better from experience, one of each please! 

White Russians though

my brother got me wasted from white Russians when I was 7. What a good babysitter.

no wonder i was bombed after drinking two long island ice teas. 

'rum and cola' was it really so hard to look up its real name? its a Cuba Libre. jeez. get good at drinks already.

(Source: rodrigoseaburre, via guiastar)

Really like this first sentence from ‘Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day’ by Winifred Watson.

Really like this first sentence from ‘Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day’ by Winifred Watson.

Tags: lit prose writers

xombiedirge:

Drive by Dylan Burnett

Just discovered Breece D’J Pancake. Now this was a writer.

Tags: lit writers

This year, more than ever, Ukraine needs our thoughts on this it’s 23rd Independence Day. Right now things remain hopeful. Slava UKRAINA.

This year, more than ever, Ukraine needs our thoughts on this it’s 23rd Independence Day. Right now things remain hopeful. Slava UKRAINA.

Westward Bound (by the late Jon Blais)

Live…
More than your neighbours.
Unleash yourself upon the world and go places.
Go now.
Giggle, no, laugh.
No…stay out past dark,
And bark at the moon like the wild dog that you are.
Understand that this is not a dress rehearsal.
This is it…your life.
Face your fears and live your dreams.
Take it in.
Yes, every chance you get…
Come close.
And, by all means, whatever you do…
Get it on film.

I just turned 33

  • I've stayed alive longer than Jesus.