just.

I just watched this movie I had never heard of before, because it was on HBO after ‘Water For Elephants.’ It was called ‘My Life Without Me,’ and it was basically about a woman who’s diagnosed with terminal ovarian cancer and decides not to tell her family, just to do everything she can with her two months left to make things as good for them when she’s gone as she possibly can.

I need to stop watching movies about cancer, because I just end up crying and feeling severely melancholy and… like everything I do is a dream, and the things in my head are reality. It’s a good place to be to write really sad poetry, but not to do much else. 

Good movie, though. Very good movie. 

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smallboyonherbike:

lavvie55:

corrupter-of-words:

ladyadventurer26:

come-out-of-things-unsaid:

samanthadoolittle:

erin-alice:

awkward-nineteen:

realizeviennawaitsforyou:

Oh dear LORD

lolwut?!

…did they actually visit MoHo, or…?

THIS is why I need feminism.

What? Maybe they visited only on Vegas Night.. Also, WAS long considered the Harvard of women’s colleges? Psh we still are. Excuse me while I go collect men in my Corvette now.

Yo, we’re WAY better than Harvard! No comparison. Also, you can never take things like this too seriously. I imagine they did visit on Vegas Night, or just went to a big party of some sort.

dear patriarchy,

thank you for assuming—yet again—that women who choose one another’s company and are away from cis men for even a day must be sex-starved maniacs who are desperate for some heterosexual fucking.

and yet…look at that last sentence.  with grammar like that, who can resist?  ”a night out on the town”?  awwwww yeah, take me to south hadley!  also, where does this picture come from?  judging by the floor tiles, nowhere on campus (unless biddies decided to party in reese, in the few square inches between all the desks).

WOAH WOAH WOAH! WTF?!?

HAHAHAHA wtf literally the most inaccurate depiction of my college

w. t. f.

WAIT, EVERYONE; HOLD UP. 

Corvettes don’t have back seats.  

And if it doesn’t, it will go wrong during the opening performance. 

(Source: fuckyeahthespianpeacock)

lettersfromno-one:

spintowin:

scienceandrollerskates:

Today, I made some calming manatees, but most of them are the wrong size to go on the site.

Oh well. Would you like them?

Oh my god this is BEAUTIFUL

I must be really tired because this made me cry.

crying over manatees memes 

WOW

:’D

(via one-girl-in-all-the-world)

yeah.

I’ve been home for less than three weeks, and my mom is already figuring out ways to get me out of her hair. Which is fine. Because I am going to die if I spend any more time in this house or at work. 

Mount Holyoke, what’s happening to me-e-e? Mount Holyoke, what’s happening to me? 

So how about we get me back to college?

takward:

because I have 0 freedom at home

Also, I have 3498576349857123948716234875145987634586 real-world responsibilities. In college, it’s like… did I use all my food money today? 

smallboyonherbike:

THESE ARE MY WONDERFUL DARLING MOHOS AND I LOVE AND MISS THEM ALL

…MoHo. :)

I want to punch Glee in the face.

kikikent:

GOODNIGHT.

ohjeffreyno:

“I’m not unmindful that I am in the shade and you are not, so we’ll keep this short, plus you have a commencement speeker to follow. A real commencement speaker.

You should know, I think, that black cloth absorbs 98% of all incident sunlight upon it, which makes graduation robes good for cold, dank, British boarding schools and bad for outdoor graduations, I just want to tell you that.

That’s a tweet, right there, isn’t that? Just a moment, excuse me. I feel compelled to textify. Hold on. Black cloth, absorbs 98%… graduation robes good for cold dank British prep schools, bad for outdoor graduations.

I just want to make this quick because, I’m tired. I’m tired of trying to fix the world. I need the rest of you to help me fix the world. The world is getting stupider. It is not good when the world starts getting stupid. So yes, even on John Stewart, the opening credits, rotating globe is turning the wrong direction. I told him this.

And in tall buildings, you realize 80% of them don’t have a 13th floor. This, the 21st century America, there are people afraid of the number 13, I need help!

I need help when a member of congress said “I have changed my views 360 degrees on that issue.” I need help!

I need help when I see newspaper headlines lamenting the state of the school system and they complain half the schools are below average. I’m thinking, that’s kind of what an average is, sort of, you kind of need half below! I can’t keep doing this!

Why do we drive on a parkway and park on a driveway?! What’s that about? And why do people think the world is going to end this year? They study the Mayan calendar and they believe that the Mayans somehow knew more about Astrophysics than I do! What they didn’t tell you is that the Mayans somehow actually, in their ability to predict the future, didn’t see the end of their own civilization coming.

And then the people who don’t like high-tech, or space… you’re having a conversation with them, and they’re like “Oh, wait a minute, I have a call on my cell phone to get the GPS coordinates of where the sattellite photos are going to be so that we can hold a party when it’s not raining.” These are the people who don’t like technology. Who are these people?! And why do they even exist with that going on in their mind? You have to fix these people!

Cause you know what we need here? I want to make the world smart again, and I need you to be a part of the community of people who help make this happen, because, only then can you invent the future. You don’t discover a preexisting future, you create the future. I want you to create the future that you would be proud to bequeath and honored to inherit.”

I’m gong to pretend that Neil Degrasse-Tyson was our real commencement speaker. Cool? Cool.