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"The genius controls the chaos."
I'm Jessica. Twenty.
Undergrad in Meteorology,
Cornell University.
I live for sunshine and discovery
Music drives and defines me.
I compose fanfiction
The passions of life mystify me,
so open your eyes to the world...
and it will mystify you too.

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the thing to realize here is that conservatives find the idea of paying workers a livable wage so absurd that they make hyperbolic comparisons like this

because fifteen dollars an hour and a hundred thousand dollars an hour both mean the same thing to them; more than you deserve

^That commentary is very important.

(Source: -teesa-, via assigned-sunrise)


Actual PSA. 

this is something that’s really important for people to understand, and that most people don’t

(via samandreel)


Sometimes I give myself feels by thinking that they didn’t let Ross see Laura in her gown in Proms and Promises until they had to film that scene so they’d get a more natural reaction and yeah



(creds to gif owners)


Ferguson protesters gather for highway shutdown.

Part 2

(via kittenmittensforpresident)

(Source: forgottenfeeelings, via bioshockmaniac)


College Campus Cultural Maps - Cornell, Stanford, Yale, UCLA


So I actually had a movie moment.

At least, I feel like I did.

It was last Sunday during my Ballroom dancing class. I didn’t have a partner so I had to dance with the Teaching Assistant. He was really talented, so I didn’t mind, but there were other girls without partners so he would have to dance with us in shifts.

So during the last ten minutes of class, I was working on my Waltz turn all by myself. But I was distracted out of my practice when a guy walks up to me and says, “Do you have a partner?”

I don’t and I told him that, wondering where had been during the whole class and how I just had recognized him. I agree and he smiles, introducing himself and moving beside me. He looks around, confused, and turns to me.

"Wait…what class is this?"

"Umm…Ballroom dancing?"

"Oh crap, I’m supposed to be in Salsa Dancing."

So he takes his shoes he had left by the door and walked out. I was a little disappointed because he was attractive and now I was out of a dance partner.

But literally two minutes later he returns as I was working on my turns again. “Hey, I have thirty minutes to class…mind if I dance with you?”
And of course I’m a little stunned, but I agree. I show him the standard position, but he pulls me in a little closer than the norm, but I didn’t really argue with him about it.

We danced around in a little circle. He wasn’t great, but that moment…for some reason, was.

But class was concluded and I went to get my things to leave, still a little baffled as to what had just happened. Right as I was about to leave, he comes back up to me and asks to hang out since he still had 25 minutes until his Salsa class.

I agree, and we walk around the quad outside and just learn about one another. Then, we said goodbye and went our separate ways.

I remember his major, where he was from and where he transferred from as well…but for the life of me, I can’t remember his name. I don’t if I will see him again,

but right before we left, he looked at me and said, “I’m so glad I came to class early.”

Maybe he’ll be early again…

Divergent Factions: Abnegation, Amity, Candor, Dauntless and Erudite

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