itzelsmiles
itzelsmiles
DELIGHTFULLY CHAOTIC.
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Typewriter Series #1769 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Text for Tired Eyes and Frustrated Humans:
We were open arms once, we, this group that came without invitation and outstayed our welcome, now we are the irony of walls built, of cruel and terrible bans, to hold in all us who didn’t belong here in the first place. We cannot become stranded arms and silent voices belonging to amputated souls; there are monuments, crowned and robed, weeping, with each painfully slow and well rehearsed signature that finds its way onto thick card stock, before being shown to cameras, machine gun shutter sounds capturing the slow fall of this empire.  He signs in blood, but is too cowardly to use his own, he signs in blood, but it is ours.
We were open arms once, a harbor in the tempest of a world still growing, but are still not the oasis of freedom in the desert of oppression.  We came, we fell in love with the wide oceans of prairies and mountains aflame in evening color and light, and we stayed.  We came but still struggled, and struggle still, to hold high the truth that everyone, everywhere was created equal.  
We were open arms once, we must not become the arrogant, ignorant, aggressive crossing of them. This is not freedom, this is not the foundation we should have been built upon.  We were open arms once, welcome all to a land that never belonged to us, we must open them again, we must scream until steam soaked in honest blood leaves our lips.  We were open arms once, open yours and link them with mine. We shall not stop, we will not ever stop fighting. -Tyler Knott Gregson-
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Watch: Trust us that it’s not clickbait when we say this speech about punching Nazis was so fired up that it changed our lives
The theme of the 2017 SAG Awards was unity, unity, and more unity. For one of the final speeches of the night, David Harbour of Stranger Things collected the award for best performance by an ensemble, slinging (or rather, shouting) unity at the audience. The crowd got on its feet. In the audience, Courtney B. Vance, Lea DeLaria, and Viggo Mortensen can be spotted standing at attention. 
Gifs: The SAG Awards on TNT
WATCH THE VIDEO
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Another day closer to seeing my handsome.
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Missing you every day EXCEPT weekends. Cuz those are reserved for me! Even with FaceTime, texting, and daily phone calls... Ahh it just never gets easier. 💘 #mymarine
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Forever laughing with my silly guy. ☺️💕 The only one I can forgive for dragging me into the ocean while fully dressed. #hestryingtokillme (at Huntington State Beach)
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Another woman’s beauty is not the absence of your own
Things my daughter will know(4am)
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Date someone who is home, comfort and adventure all at the same time. Life is too short to be with someone that doesn’t satisfy every part of you.
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Watch: Brian Yu’s heartbreaking poem will strike anyone with students loans to the core.
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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A post about romantic relationships
so I’ve been in a relationship for 5 years now. And I see a lot of posts about how people think relationships mean having butterflies forever, your heart beating faster when they walk into a room, about cuddling together every night, legs intertwined, that you’d be so happy to live together you’d sleep on a double bed with each other every night.
And its not really like that, at least not to me.
You stop getting the butterflies when you live together. Your heart no longer speeds up when you see them, but instead, everything calms down. When youre in the room with them, you feel calm, and secure. When you cuddle them you feel your heart beat slow, and the sound of their breathing carry you towards comfort. It doesnt feel like a roller coaster anymore, it feels like home.
You don’t sleep curled up with each other every night, legs twisted between theirs so tight its hard to tell where yours begin and theirs end.
Instead, you sleep comfortably, side by side, sometimes facing different directions. But every night, you find yourself scooting backwards on the bed so you bump into them. You snuggle against their arm, or stroke their hair as they fall asleep. There are nights when my boyfriend, in his sleep, reaches around me and pulls me to him, like a child with his teddybear, like I am his comfort.
 In the wee hours of the morning before the dawn breaks, when the world is blue and you see through cracked eyes, you curl into their chest and inhale their scent before drifting back to sleep. 
Kisses aren’t always romantic and firey anymore. But there are so much more of them now. There are cold kisses when you’re eating ice cream in the summer, and sticky kisses over breakfast pancakes. There’s “im leaving now” kisses, and “one more kiss before you go” kisses. There’s sleepy morning kisses before work, when you don’t remember the alarm going off but instead the press of their lips against yours is what brings you into the day.
There’s kisses before sleep, and, you are so sweet with the things you do kisses. There’s kisses because you treat animals so tenderly, and I’m so glad i’m with you and not someone else kisses. There’s quick kisses in the aisles of the grocery store, when its loud and you gravitate together, when instead of having your own personal space and their own personal space, its both of yours together, and you step into their chest to take up less area together. 
You don’t always text each other with confessions of love and care like you used to, because that’s a given now, and you’ve moved on to quirky inside jokes about the life youve built together. You share looks of exasperation and amusement in public, your own little world against the outside one. 
Relationships aren’t always a fairy tale. They’re not always fireworks and sparks, at least, after the start.
But they are a quiet rhythm and hum of love and care. It’s not a fire in your soul, but one in your hearth, keeping you warm and comfortable, comforting you as you drowsily drift into sleep.
And I love that.
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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srsly tho this is absolutely a thing that dudes do all the f***ing time
like where if he knows a girl doesn’t necessarily want to give him a hug, he will trap her in this position in front of witnesses where she has 2 options- both of which are undesirable for her, while simultaneously desirable for him
if she doesn’t want to hug him, whatever she does, it will suck for her.
she can 1. say nah and be the fucking asshole in front of other ppl or 2. forsake her corporeal boundaries and allow unwanted intimate contact
it’s a f***ing trap
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Jesus. Emrata is so perfect.
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F L O R H A L M I S T
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of time, if one only remembers to turn on the light - Harry Potter and the Prisoner or Azkaban (movie) 
March - Quotes on Happiness
Requested by: Me 
I’m amazed no one requested this, but I simply can’t letter quotes on happiness and not letter this little gem of a quote from the third Harry Potter movie. It’s iconic. I have no idea if I’ve done it justice but I’ve certainly lettered it in my own way. 
If you want to see how I went about creating it then go check out my Snapchat: indigo_eleven 
Watercolour brush lettering on 300gsm watercolour paper
31.3.2016 
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itzelsmiles · 9 years ago
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Lucky to be loved this much by someone like you. 💜😇 (at Irvine Spectrum Center)
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Watch: Poet G Yamazawa nails what it’s like to grow up in the U.S. as the child of immigrants.
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