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I am Cori. I am twenty-five years old. I am slowly becoming who I am.
I am a neurotic Psych/Soc major who is hell-bent on helping people.
I am a cat person.

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life-of-a-skinny-boy:

For the past four and a half months, I have had my address out on the internet as an invitation for anyone to send me their blades so they can take a step forward towards getting better.

In those four and a half months, I have received these:

• 71 blades
• 4 bobby pins
• 3 paper clips
• 2 safety pins
• 1 needle
• 1 letter opener
• 1 lighter

I can’t really say much in response to this, because honestly I don’t think there are words to describe how proud and how humbled I am. 

These people are fighters, and the day they sent those away, it was another step towards winning the war.

Bless you all…Thank you for trusting me <3

NOTE: If you would like to send in your tools, I will accept them and I will attach them to cards and keep them safe just like the ones pictured above. You can send anything you want to:

Elijah K
PO Box 1211
Burnsville, MN 55337

nincentral:

The Fragile production journals

“a garden of lilacs under a sheet of ice” 

*swoon*

little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won’t flinch and
i won’t blame
you.
as I drive along the shore alone
as the palms wave,
the ugly heavy palms,
as the living does not arrive
as the dead do not leave,
i won’t blame you,
instead
i will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
little dark girl with kind eyes
you have no
knife. the knife is
mine and i won’t use it
yet. —Charles Bukowski, Raw With Love (via recognizedsaint)

blua:

Dottie Angel via UPPERCASE

effyeahnerdfighters:

Poetry Makes Nothing Happen: Thoughts on Ai Weiwei from the Indianapolis Museum of Art

Sarah does not appear in vlogbrothers videos, but you can follow her on tumblr: http://absolumentmoderne.tumblr.com 

In which John visits the Indianapolis Museum of Art, where his wife is a curator, and thinks about the work of the artist and dissident Ai Weiwei while walking through “According to What,” his first major retrospective in the United States. If you live in or near Indianapolis, you should really see the show. It’s very special, and will be here until July 21st.

I saw this Ai Weiwei show, by chance, when it was at the Hirshhorn in D.C. While I was there, I was most struck by the rebar sculpture, as well as the pressed-tea houses, both of which John talks about.

I’ve always liked the vlogbrothers Thoughts From Places style videos, and this one is extra nice because it’s something I experienced through my own eyes first. And John’s input just makes me think more. And better.

Further, how coincidental that OKC has just suffered a terrible, natural disaster which also took the lives of children. Something to consider while understanding Weiwei’s earthquake art for the day.

meancutie:

my preferred pronouns are babygirl and princess 

cynsaurus:

Best doorway, Hagerstown.