This x That:
Know This:
- Taliban vows revenge over American soldier’s shooting rampage, as Afghan lawmakers call for public trial.
- As bodies continue to pile up, Syrian opposition calls on international community to consider military intervention.
- Egypt announces Israel-Gaza truce reached, went into effect this morning.
- RIP: Leonardo Cimino, noted character actor, dead at 94.
Read This:
- UN special rapporteur on torture accuses US govt. of cruel and inhuman treatment of Bradley Manning.
- Justice Department blocks Texas voter ID law over concerns that it prevent minorities from voting.
- Kim Kardashian responds to Jon Hamm’s “f*cking idiot” comment: It’s “careless” to call “someone who runs their own businesses” stupid.
Look At This:
- Olive Garden reviewer Marilyn Hagerty goes on TV to discuss becoming an overnight Internet sensation.
The Other:
- NewsFeed: Arnold Schwarzenegger’s Son Patrick Injured in Idaho Ski Accident.
- Tea x Time List: 6 Historical Events That Are Way More Modern Than You Think.
- Above: ”Third Rock” outdoor fire pit globe by Fire Pit Art. (via.)
(via bribree)
Since sex got easier to get, love got harder to find…
True that.
(Source: jamielynhoward, via briannatrieu)
Thoughts on being a military spouse
Most days I wake up and ask myself, “how can this be everyday life?”
Vein-less
I am striking my creative vein with a cork screw and nothing -
not even blood gushes out
there is no gasping, no heavy breathing, no stomach turning
only the sound of metal and flesh meeting
and my heaviest thought stumbling to the bottom of the canyon which is me
and I am silence once more
I am blankness, emptiness, unfamiliarity
I am E.T. dying without his home
paling; losing my glow
only there is no rescue plan
there is no bike ride, no phone home,
no Elliot
My heart will collapse in emptiness
and all my lack-ofs will freeze the walls of my lungs
I will die in all my misunderstanding.
The death-writer will say, ‘I was small on impact and big on dreams’
he will write how my life was bland because I stopped tasting,
how my sail was still because I stopped swimming
how my love was dry when I stopped crying
he will write nothing that was worth the writing.
I am striking my creative vein with a cork screw only to draw my flesh open and find I don’t have one.
Like or reblog if you’re from Guam.
I wanna see how many chamorro’s are on tumblr (:
(via sickeningmind)
Love is easy. It’s happiness that’s hard.
What do I know of time, except that you’re not here?
I dream too much. And I don’t write enough. And I’m trying to find God everywhere.
—Anis Mojgani (via paperlesswords)
