dreaming of places where lovers have wings

My name is Savannah but I've always used the pseudonym TryingToFindTheWords.
An anagram of my full name is as an alarming haven.

nyehs:

i literally just thought to myself “wow halloween is almost over” but then i remembered that the entire month of october isnt halloween and halloween is actually only one day and hasnt even started yet

10/18/14: patrick and madelyn sharp share a moment

(Source: shitfacedpatrickkane)

When someone works for less pay than she can live on — when, for example, she goes hungry so that you can eat more cheaply and conveniently — then she has made a great sacrifice for you, she has made you a gift of some part of her abilities, her health, and her life. The ‘working poor,’ as they are approvingly termed, are in fact the major philanthropists of our society. They neglect their own children so that the children of others will be cared for; they live in substandard housing so that other homes will be shiny and perfect; they endure privation so that inflation will be low and stock prices high. To be a member of the working poor is to be an anonymous donor, a nameless benefactor, to everyone else.
— 出典:― Barbara Ehrenreich, Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By in America. (via howtobeterrell)

lizzymercierdescloux1979:

things girls do that I love:

  • offer their friends sips of their coffee drinks without being asked
  • scratch each others back
  • say things like “smell this lotion I bought this weekend”
  • compliment each other’s eyebrows 
  • that thing when they agree with you and their eyes get really wide and they nod their head solemnly 
  • throw out each others gum wrappers or chip bags when they get up 
It was autumn, the springtime of death. Rain spattered the rotting leaves, and a wild wind wailed. Death was singing in the shower. Death was happy to be alive.
— 出典:Tom Robbins, from Still Life with Woodpecker (Bantam Books, 1980)

(Source: apoetreflects)

rorybbellows:

Fangirl Challenge -> (6/10) Female Characters -> Jane Kerkovich-Williams, Happy Endings 

Not to be rude, but I don’t think you’re gonna last even a half-hour on this thing, you stupid idiot.

verbose-vespertine:

cubebreaker:

Designer Goula Figeura’s Orwell day bed lets you easily shut yourself off from the outside world with its light and noise-cancelling curtains.

I have a MIGHTY NEED.