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there’s always more beer
and
i can buy it in stores
or go to a bar or a restaurant
and i can buy it
in cans and bottles,it’s brown or yellow and
i can drink it alone
or with friends
or by a lamp with
some girl that won’t stop talkingthere’s always more beer
and
never enough of you
tetw:
by Tom Chiarella
This story isn’t about quitting smoking. It’s about starting. And starting, for me, included thirty-four different brands of cigarette, eleven lighters, spiritual revelations and moments of clarity, gatherings at alley mouths, unions with strangers on the streets of various cities, huddlings on a ragged porch watching the hand-cupped flare of a match in a snowstorm, a perpetual sore throat, a nagging cough, several puking sessions, a six-day headache, an increased appetite, a bout of vertigo, and a wicked case of what I can only call moral confusion. It also meant joining a kind of club, getting bitch-slapped by hegemony, trying to fit in, and not wanting to fit in.
Revenge is a dish best served with doves. Doves tethered to fiery hot coals, sent to burn your whole damn city to the ground.
5 People Who Took Revenge to a Whole New Level
#5. Princess Olga of Kiev
As a ruler, the Drevlians considered Olga a pushover — an unwed woman, ha! — and because marriage would unite the two areas under their rule, the Drevlians sent suitors to make something useful out of the princess: a wife. Still wrapped up in a soft, Downy blanket of rage, Olga managed to put on her party smile and welcomed the visitors. She told her noble suitors that her people would carry them in their boats to the castle, so they wouldn’t have to walk. And they did. But when they got to the castle’s courtyard, the carriers dumped the suitors, boat and all, into a giant trench. Olga, smiling, had them all buried alive.
Sending word that she had accepted the proposal, even more Drevlians came down to help prepare the wedding. They were sent to a bathhouse when they arrived, where the doors were immediately barred behind them, and the whole building was set on fire.
…
And yet, Olga still wasn’t done.
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Reasons To Be Happy:
- Dead trees still stand and so can you.
- You have five fingers on each hand. One day those fingers will travel from your lap to someone else’s and that person will know all the bad stuff and still want to kiss you.
- Seasons are guaranteed when nothing else seems to be.
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