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  • “We all hit a point in every piece of work where we hate it, hate ourselves, hate publishing, hate the very nature of words (“Marriage? What a stupid word what’s that goddamn little ‘i’ doing in there FUCK THIS HOO-HA LANGUAGE IS STUPID I QUIT”). We all bang our heads against our own presumed inadequacies and uncertainties. Writing and storytelling isn’t a math problem with a guaranteed solution. It’s threading a needle inside our heart with an invisible string strung with dreams and nightmares.”
    — Failing Versus Quitting, or, “Your Lack Of Confidence Is Neither Interesting Nor Unique” (via terribleminds)
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  • operationfailure:

“Wait! We cannot break bread with you. You have taken the land which is rightfully ours. Years from now my people will be forced to live in mobile homes on reservations. Your people will wear cardigans, and drink highballs. We will sell our bracelets by the road sides, you will play golf, and enjoy hot hors d’oeuvres. My people will have pain and degradation. Your people will have stick shifts. The gods of my tribe have spoken. They have said, “Do not trust the Pilgrims, especially Sarah Miller.” And for all these reasons I have decided to scalp you and burn your village to the ground.”
Happy Thanksgiving!

    operationfailure:

    “Wait! We cannot break bread with you. You have taken the land which is rightfully ours. Years from now my people will be forced to live in mobile homes on reservations. Your people will wear cardigans, and drink highballs. We will sell our bracelets by the road sides, you will play golf, and enjoy hot hors d’oeuvres. My people will have pain and degradation. Your people will have stick shifts. The gods of my tribe have spoken. They have said, “Do not trust the Pilgrims, especially Sarah Miller.” And for all these reasons I have decided to scalp you and burn your village to the ground.”

    Happy Thanksgiving!

    Source: previsualist
    • 5 months ago
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  • operationfailure:

This is a seriously bad ass cast.

    operationfailure:

    This is a seriously bad ass cast.

    Source: operationfailure
    • 5 months ago
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