October 2011
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renamok: waltdisneyconfessions: “I think feminists have no place in Disney because all they do is hate on the traditions of the earlier princesses. We get it. Cinderella was repressed and Aurora is a sad excuse for a woman. Stop beating a dead horse.” First of all, nice use of derailing hyperbole. Very nicely done, there. Actually, feminist critique should be applied to ALL media and life...
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“I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on...”
– Harun Yahya (via vogueweekend)
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here, a zombie excerpt for you guys, in the...
Attracted by the light and sound, a slouching figure turns towards the house, staggering, most of the left side of its torso torn away. On its right arm is a jaundiced hump of ragged flesh laced with trailing bandages—where the man was bitten, I assume. Back when he was a man. Even at this distance, the vacant, milky eyes are visible, embedded like pearls in sagging grey flesh. It’s better that...
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Cassiopeia pt. 5
The police officer laughed. “Okay, I get it, it’s personal. Have a good night,” he said, and crunched back over the gravel to the street. Anthony shivered and hugged himself. It was almost four in the morning. He picked up the receiver of the drug store’s pay phone and dialed his mother’s number. “Hello?” she said, and he knew she hadn’t been sleeping. “Mom,” he said. “Tony? I thought I told...
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