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kiki has deleted her blog and im gutted i can’t find/get her new url. if anyone knows it or if you see this kiki please message me.!xo

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justlikethelivingdeadxo:

Not even going to explain.

Just read this (especially if you are female and you happen to read books)

http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/dont-date-a-girl-who-reads/

ld Date An Illiterate Girl

By CHARLES WARNKE

Date a girl who doesn’t read. Find her in the weary squalor of a Midwestern bar. Find her in the smoke, drunken sweat, and varicolored light of an upscale nightclub. Wherever you find her, find her smiling. Make sure that it lingers when the people that are talking to her look away. Engage her with unsentimental trivialities. Use pick-up lines and laugh inwardly. Take her outside when the night overstays its welcome. Ignore the palpable weight of fatigue. Kiss her in the rain under the weak glow of a streetlamp because you’ve seen it in film. Remark at its lack of significance. Take her to your apartment. Dispatch with making love. Fuck her.

Let the anxious contract you’ve unwittingly written evolve slowly and uncomfortably into a relationship. Find shared interests and common ground like sushi, and folk music. Build an impenetrable bastion upon that ground. Make it sacred. Retreat into it every time the air gets stale, or the evenings get long. Talk about nothing of significance. Do little thinking. Let the months pass unnoticed. Ask her to move in. Let her decorate. Get into fights about inconsequential things like how the fucking shower curtain needs to be closed so that it doesn’t fucking collect mold. Let a year pass unnoticed. Begin to notice.

Figure that you should probably get married because you will have wasted a lot of time otherwise. Take her to dinner on the forty-fifth floor at a restaurant far beyond your means. Make sure there is a beautiful view of the city. Sheepishly ask a waiter to bring her a glass of champagne with a modest ring in it. When she notices, propose to her with all of the enthusiasm and sincerity you can muster. Do not be overly concerned if you feel your heart leap through a pane of sheet glass. For that matter, do not be overly concerned if you cannot feel it at all. If there is applause, let it stagnate. If she cries, smile as if you’ve never been happier. If she doesn’t, smile all the same.

Let the years pass unnoticed. Get a career, not a job. Buy a house. Have two striking children. Try to raise them well. Fail, frequently. Lapse into a bored indifference. Lapse into an indifferent sadness. Have a mid-life crisis. Grow old. Wonder at your lack of achievement. Feel sometimes contented, but mostly vacant and ethereal. Feel, during walks, as if you might never return, or as if you might blow away on the wind. Contract a terminal illness. Die, but only after you observe that the girl who didn’t read never made your heart oscillate with any significant passion, that no one will write the story of your lives, and that she will die, too, with only a mild and tempered regret that nothing ever came of her capacity to love.

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ahh, i went on a mini asos spree on wednesday night and i spent enough to get next day delivery. YAY. it all arrived today, and i dislike pretty much all of it.

i’ve had my heart set on the black dress with the cream peterpan collar and put it in my basket yonks ago, but i sadly waited more than an hour and it was sold out in my size.! i’ve been waiting for it to come back in and it hasn’t so i just ordered it in petite as it says it’s just a few inches shorter. unfortunately it seems that to make it a few inches shorter they have taken material from the neck to bust section and the clinched in bit that goes under your boobs ends up right in the middle of mine.! nightmare.

so that’s definitely going back. i’ve just been on the site and they have black and cream- not in use listed. so i’ve ordered it anyway, hoping that they might possibly have one knocking around somewhere.

next i ordered the parachute dress. well, it’s like a parachute. awful. going back.!

this rust coloured one i thought would be lovely but the colour does nothing for me so i’m not going to keep it.

and finally i ordered a camel and black peterpan collar dress. it’s a bit big as i ordered it in a 14 to compare with the 12, but i don’t want to send it back and risk not being able to get it in a 12 because it’s in the sale now. hopefully my mom can tweek it a bit if need be but i think i should look fine with a skinny brown belt. = )

i really hope they have the black and cream in my size. it’s been so popular that they’d be silly not to restock it.!xo

uh-mazing.!

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gimme my mulaaaa~

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Blackpool Bridge, Holmfirth, West Yorkshire, England by Gary Stevenson

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Cascade Mountains, Oregon, USA
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