inabasket:

cool it comes with a free refill 

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Think about it this way:

There’s a group of us. We’re either whispering quietly because we don’t want to upset anyone, or we’re just out of your sight so you can’t really hear us. And then, all of a sudden, somehow you hear us or someone leaves the group and tells you or someone voices their frustrations to you. And instead of listening, or providing them a space to boost that voice so people in other rooms will hear them, you walk back to their private room and start shouting. And people in other rooms hear you and they say ‘wow this is so great I’ve never thought of this before’ and they keep passing it on.

But we’ve been having this conversation the entire time.

— “I’m Still Here" by Sumayyah Daud (via yahighway)

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flavorpill:


If 1991 was the year punk broke, 1994 was the year it went for a little nap. While the originators of punk were losing interest, a legion of inferior second-wave grunge bands invaded the charts (hey there, Gavin Rossdale and Scott Weiland! Hiya, Collective Soul!). Just like virtually every counterculture movement, grunge was over as a creative force by the time it went mainstream. 

Don’t Believe the Nostalgia Machine: 1994 Was a Shitty Year for Music

"Rolling Stone, for instance, published a feature earlier this week on the premise that 1994 was “mainstream alternative’s greatest year,” a benchmark that raises all sorts of interesting questions, not least of which is how something mainstream can still be termed “alternative” without setting off some sort of cosmic feedback loop that will eventually devour the cosmos. … With b-sides compilation Pisces Iscariot, Billy Corgan started the journey up his own arse."

flavorpill:

If 1991 was the year punk broke, 1994 was the year it went for a little nap. While the originators of punk were losing interest, a legion of inferior second-wave grunge bands invaded the charts (hey there, Gavin Rossdale and Scott Weiland! Hiya, Collective Soul!). Just like virtually every counterculture movement, grunge was over as a creative force by the time it went mainstream. 

Don’t Believe the Nostalgia Machine: 1994 Was a Shitty Year for Music

"Rolling Stone, for instance, published a feature earlier this week on the premise that 1994 was “mainstream alternative’s greatest year,” a benchmark that raises all sorts of interesting questions, not least of which is how something mainstream can still be termed “alternative” without setting off some sort of cosmic feedback loop that will eventually devour the cosmos. … With b-sides compilation Pisces Iscariot, Billy Corgan started the journey up his own arse."

dpicchiophotos:

I had my boyfriend who smokes use matches for a few days instead of a lighter and record the date and time and whatever he was thinking about while smoking. 
It’s funny that he quit smoking a few weeks after this project. 

dpicchiophotos:

I had my boyfriend who smokes use matches for a few days instead of a lighter and record the date and time and whatever he was thinking about while smoking. 

It’s funny that he quit smoking a few weeks after this project. 

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odinsbitch:

This should be the cover for current secret novel.

I’d hit it.I mean read it.

odinsbitch:

This should be the cover for current secret novel.

I’d hit it.

I mean read it.

Certain words perpetually rot inside of me and refuse to come out. — Virginia Woolf, from Selected Diaries (via violentwavesofemotion)

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