When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I all alone beweep my...– Shakespeare - Sonnet 29 One of the things I love about this is the use of the word “haply”
Not to a rage; patience and sorrow strove who should express her goodliest. You...– King Lear 4.3.16
"For those who think I rant about the patriarchy... →
thelittlekneesofbees: From: Julia Maddera, Georgetown University ‘13. To the first man, who I met by the Eiffel Tower my second week in Paris, when I didn’t know better. Who took me out four times, who waved little red flags that I tried to ignore. Like asking me outright if I was a virgin on the first date, like calling me five different pet names when I’d asked him not to throughout the...
Smell like sunscreen all the time. Get one gnarly sunburn. Spend an afternoon...– How To Have The Best Summer Ever « Thought Catalog (via twistednuns)