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ifyougaveagirlabook:

Hey y’all! I hit another milestone a waaays back so it’s time for another giveaway! 

2 lucky winners will get to choose a Penguin Modern Classics pictured above. 

The rules are simple:

  • You MUST be following me. I will definitely be checking!
  • Absolutely no giveaway blogs allowed.
  • Like or reblog as much as your heart desires.
  • You must be willing to give me your address. I will only be using it to ship you the books. If you are under 18, please make sure your guardian is okay with you entering the giveaway.
  • Please keep your ask boxes open. This will be my only way of contacting you. 
  • This giveaway will start Sunday, September 14, 2014 and end Sunday, September 21, 2014 at 12 PM (Central Time Zone)
  • The winners will have 24 hours to respond. 
  • This giveaway is open internationally thanks to The Book Depository.

Any questions, shoot them my way!

wherehaveallthescullysgone:

xfilesnews:

On September 10th, 1993, The X-Files premiered for the first time. 21 years later and we are still searching for the Truth that is out there!

arguably the best day in many of our lives

wherehaveallthescullysgone:

xfilesnews:

On September 10th, 1993, The X-Files premiered for the first time. 21 years later and we are still searching for the Truth that is out there!

arguably the best day in many of our lives

Will you watch your ruddy language? My ears are not a toilet.

japhers:

folwer:

but its important

IM SORRY BUT IM DYING THEY LOOK LIKE A BOY BAND

japhers:

folwer:

but its important

IM SORRY BUT IM DYING THEY LOOK LIKE A BOY BAND

Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording—all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.

Sylvia Plath

fuck every single time that last line gets quoted without the rest

(via sadjailbait)

ruineshumaines:

Liz Climo on Tumblr.

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