If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.
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| — | Zora Neale Hurston (via grrrlstudies) |
#the story begins with the gang meeting robin#after time it’s like okay why choose that moment to begin #robin must have importance to the mother story #and alas #it’s confirmed #kids this is the story of uncle barney and aunt robin
I wish I was at Noosa so much right now. Whatever the weather is like in Bendigo, it’s always sunny 26 degrees in Noosa. :(
But to that second circle of sad Hell,
Where in the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw
Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell
Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw,
Pale were the lips I kissed, and fair the form
I floated with, about that melancholy storm.
Alright Natalie, tomorrow.
You must: wear lots of lipstick, dance with your girls, have a regular conversation with him, smile, bring present.
You mustn’t: drink lots and lots, mellow out so people think you’re sad, cry, sink into the grass from heels, kiss anyone, fall over, get angry.
Remember it’s over.
