Graphic Design.


Day 21 by Kass Morgan


listening to:
Bad Suns


the asscrowns
the mockingjays
the nephilim
the tributes

it’s two am and i finally finished my english homework

english should not require you to draw so much it hurts to move my hand

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Hunger Games + HTML


Hunger Games + HTML

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Iridescent thrones Aphrodite, deathless child of Zeus, wile-weaver, I now implore you,

Don’t—I beg you, Lady—with pains and torments,

Crush down my spirit.

~ Sappho

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the darkest minds meme » five characters [2/5] — Ruby Daly

         The truth was, when I looked at my reflection in the window, I couldn’t see any bit of the Ruby that had lived in a little white house at the end of a lane, honey sticking to her fingers and hair falling from her braids. And it made me feel empty in a way—like I had forgotten the words to my favorite song. 

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I think a lot of people compare their insides to other people’s outsides.-Emma Stone

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Holland for New York Movies Magazine.

Holland for New York Movies Magazine.

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I like knowing how people tick and what makes them do what they do. It’s just something that I find really interesting.

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we need to find that stag so i don’t have to chop your head off

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Even if you feel like you look what you’re supposed to look like but you don’t feel it inside, you’re going to have the slumped shoulders and you’re going to be sitting there not smiling. But, when you truly feel like, “Hey, this is the best I can be because this is me,” you smile and you attract people because of the energy you’re giving off. And it’s all about believing in yourself.

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Requested: Lydia Martin + Blue and Pink
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A reminder of our generosity and our forgiveness. This is how we remember our past. This is how we safeguard our future.

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how about instead of apologizing for waking me up you get on with your questions

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"It’s my own name I’m afraid of forgetting."

"Your true name is written here," she said tapping his chest.
"Tattooed on your heart. You don’t let just anyone read it.”

He shifted, uncomfortable. “I know.”

"I want you to know my name," he said. "The name I was given, not the title I took for myself. Will you have it, Alina?"
"Yes," I breathed.
After a long moment, he said, "Aleksander."
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"Please don’t do this," he said. "Kestrel, you don’t know. You don’t understand."

"I see things quite clearly." She began to walk to meet her father, in whose eyes she had, at last, done something to make him proud.

"You don’t," Arin said.

She pretended not to hear him. She watched the white sky dissolve into snow and shiver apart over the laden sea. She felt icy sparks on her skin. The snow fell on her, it fell on him, but Kestrel knew that no single flake could ever  t o u c h  them both.

She didn’t look back when he spoke again.

"You don’t, Kestrel, even though the god of lies loves you."

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So I decided that every art project I turn in this semester will be based on a book I love and so far it has worked wonders for me. I did a hunger games project which was one of the classes favorites, I’m currently working on a Mara Dyer one, and our next projectors going to be Anna and the French Kiss inspired. I am SO excited.

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