This is a “your argument is invalid” comment waiting to happen.
We live in an age where everyone has a camera on them one way or another and information is spread around the globe at the speed of light and the degree at which we apply and regard security is at an all time high….
…. and somehow a two hundred feet long, three hundred thousand pound aircraft carrying two hundred and thirty-nine souls has completely vanished.
Our tiny blue marble has become frighteningly huge in the worst way possible
Dream-writing: It’s something I used to altogether avoid. “It’s cliché,” “It loses the trust of the reader when it’s ‘all just a dream,’” etc. Some creative writing professors even have dreams on their list of things you cannot write about during the quarter. Dreams are popularly considered to be lazy tactics when you write them, and a wacky source of bad writing when you have them. (“I woke up…
THIS IS NOT OKAY. Person who made this, go straight to Hell, do not pass Go, do not collect $200.
And while you’re at it, give me the $200 so I can buy some therapy. Or, you know, at least start a fund for the therapy I need…
my mom asked why i don’t read as many books as i used to and i just said it was because i read a lot of unpublished stories from independent writers online and she thinks that’s very good of me to give undiscovered authors a chance
i just read gay porn
Never stop reblogging this
"Unpublished stories from independent writers online."
when guys are like “Hillary Clinton cant run for president her period will mess things up” first of all what a ridiculous statement second of all SHE IS 66 YEARS OLD DO YOU HAVE ANY KNOWLEDGE OF THE FEMALE ANATOMY YOU BUFOON
This could possibly be the best argument for why males should not be allowed to legislate the female body.
My cousin Helen, who is in her 90s now, was in the Warsaw ghetto during World War II. She and a bunch of the girls in the ghetto had to do sewing each day. And if you were found with a book, it was an automatic death penalty. She had gotten hold of a copy of ‘Gone With the Wind’, and she would take three or four hours out of her sleeping time each night to read. And then, during the hour or so when they were sewing the next day, she would tell them all the story. These girls were risking certain death for a story. And when she told me that story herself, it actually made what I do feel more important. Because giving people stories is not a luxury. It’s actually one of the things that you live and die for.