hit the ground. hard.

A clueless kid's tumblr account :)

April 13, 2014 at 2:26am
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ofpotterandwho:

Me too, kid. Me too. 

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inspired by x.

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revealtheconcealedqueen:

agent-penguinduck:

jennieconvertible:

elawl13:

jennieconvertible:

Uhhh….I actually never noticed them in this position…
Anyone notice where Grant’s left hand is?…

i like the guy in the back just watching them

Lol Garrett? That’s probably why he was looking at Skye when he asked Ward if there’s anything on the plane that shouldn’t be touched

No but he is smiling, evilly almost, at them

That’s so creepy….

revealtheconcealedqueen:

agent-penguinduck:

jennieconvertible:

elawl13:

jennieconvertible:

Uhhh….I actually never noticed them in this position…

Anyone notice where Grant’s left hand is?…

i like the guy in the back just watching them

Lol Garrett? That’s probably why he was looking at Skye when he asked Ward if there’s anything on the plane that shouldn’t be touched

No but he is smiling, evilly almost, at them

That’s so creepy….

2:22am
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I stare up the stars, intensely aware of his body a few inches from mine. If this isn’t romance, I don’t know what is.

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April 9, 2014 at 5:44am
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Agents of Shield: "Turn, Turn, Turn"

AOS Writers: SkyeWard should kiss *writes kiss scene*
Me: YES! YES! FINALLY! THE DAY HAS FREAKING COME! YEEEEEEESSSSSSS!
AOS Writers: Then we make him go to the dark side.
Me: *stops celebrating; just stands there* What. The. Fucking. HELL?!

April 6, 2014 at 2:35am
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When you can’t understand a thing in class:

sodamnrelatable:

wifi-lock:

image

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birthdays are kinda funny in a way that we get presents for basically not dying for a year

sodamnrelatable:

image

 

April 4, 2014 at 3:30am
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Breakage
Mary Oliver

I go down to the edge of the sea.
How everything shines in the morning light!
The cusp of the whelk,
the broken cupboard of the clam,
the opened, blue mussels,
moon snails, pale pink and barnacle scarred—
and nothing at all whole or shut, but tattered, split,
dropped by the gulls onto the gray rocks and all the moisture gone.
It’s like a schoolhouse
of little words,
thousands of words.
First you figure out what each one means by itself,
the jingle, the periwinkle, the scallop
full of moonlight.

Then you begin, slowly, to read the whole story.

from Why I Wake Early: New Poems by Mary Oliver, published by Beacon Press, 2005.

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March 30, 2014 at 8:48am
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I am strong because I am weak.
I am beautiful because I know my flaws.
I am a lover because I am a fighter.
I am fearless because I have been afraid.
I am wise because I have been foolish.
& I can laugh because I’ve known sadness.

— Anonymous