"Dear old world," she murmured

"You are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you."



Johanna. 25. Chicago. Warrior-writer and adventure-nanny. Gryffindor. Connosieur of mermaid myths and bargain champagne. Narrative junkie. Possibly a swamp monster. Has fallen off more than one stage. Once walked six miles through Kumamoto, Japan without any shoes on because I was too proud to ask for directions home. Good at getting lost. Can make a cocktail out of anything. Arbiter of Fry Law. Namesake of the Sexy Strouse. Fluent at flirting in French. Fluent at apologizing in Japanese. Overthinks. Overdresses. Oversleeps.


My fic // My 8tracks // Theme Songs


THE WAY THE PAGAN GODS ARE HALF REMEMBERED HERE

FIRE POEM, Berlin || Robert Montgomery

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This tickles me. While trying to find Katie’s blog to look at a post I saw yesterday: “Blogs with Katie’s blog: Katie, Katie’s husband, some other connected miscreant you may know.”

I like it when Tumblr tries to get me to follow myself.

welovewebseries:

Webseries vs. Tumblr
The Lizzie Bennet Diaries edition

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Women’s sexuality is something that I’m obsessed with. I think it’s weird that teenage girls know more about giving blow jobs than they do about masturbation. It makes me sick to my stomach that so many young girls think sex is just about a guy finishing.
Elizabeth Olsen [x]  (via beepboopboopbeep)

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11 PM Breakfast Quesadilla: my dinner or my new band?

"Your punishment for being late is that we have to listen to Beyonce all day." - my manager

iluvsouthernafrica:

South Africa:

Young ladies train in Ballet in Soweto through The Joburg Ballet Development Programme

Photos by Madelene Cronje.

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