Ct. Lumiére
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A sleepy, wide-eyed, head in the clouds, girl studying photography at Parsons in New York City. Originating from the pacific northwest, surrounded by walls of evergreen trees, and enticed by the aroma of thai food. Prefers to stay in bundled with blankets, listening to the rain, and drinking earl grey.
Obsessed with Harry Potter, photography, Jane Austen, fashion, film, feminism, whimsical daydreams, retro styles, Doctor Who, and oxford commas.
“I ask this, If there should be an assassination, I would hope that five, ten, one hundred, a thousand would rise. I would like to see every gay lawyer, every gay architect come out — If a bullet should enter my brain, let that bullet destroy every closet door, and that’s all. I ask for the movement to continue. Because it’s not about personal gain, not about ego, not about power, it’s about the “us’s” out there. Not only gays, but the Blacks, the Asians, the disabled, the seniors, the us’s. Without hope, the us’s give up — I know you cannot live on hope alone, but without it, life is not worth living. So you, and you, and you…You gotta give them hope. You gotta give them hope.”
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thewintersoldier
4 months ago on January 30, 2012 at 07:21pm
