Hi, I'm Dyhanara.
But most call me Dyha or Lady Dy. I'm also on Soundcloud, Twitter, Facebook, YouTube, PoemHunter, and other Tumblr blogs.

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I have found home at my new high school and family among my peers and teachers. :)

Goodbye, junior year.
...Goodbye, senior year.
It was a great time.

12th April 2014

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Thought this was a run through not a fucking four hour stage blocking course.

12th April 2014

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1st April 2014

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Maybe coming out on April Fools Day on Facebook would be more comfortable than most other days. Start out with something like “I’m getting married” or “I’m pregnant” and then April Fools! I’m a lesbian lol

31st March 2014

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I didn’t know you had tattoos! Hey these are so cute!
— This is probably the best work-study job I will ever have.

31st March 2014

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We can’t afford to pay you, do you want some practice?
— (via clientsfromhell)

29th March 2014

Photoset reblogged from boy kisser with 290,808 notes

steelyphilly:

setfabulazerstomaximumcaptain:

sonic-hip-attack:

canikon-bokeh:

Exactly. 

Imagine a wall full of circular holes, that circles can keep walking in and out of with no difficulty.

Now imagine that the triangles manage to get the resources together, after years of not being able to fit through the circle’s holes, to drill a single triangle space into the wall.

Now imagine that the circle — who previously supported the triangle’s efforts because they are well-rounded (har) and value equality —  comes along and sees the construction project. But instead of being happy, they get angry.

“Well, I won’t be able to fit through your hole!!!!” the circle cries.

“I helped you get the drill!!!!” the circle shrieks.

“Make it fit me too!!!!” the circle demands.

The triangles, barely holding it together enough to get a triangle hole together, stare at the circle in confusion. 

“You have all the holes you need,” the triangles explain. “This is for us. You don’t need to fit through our hole, too.”

“YOU’RE BEING UNEQUAL AND HURTING MY FEELINGS!” the circle wails. “I DON’T SUPPORT YOUR HOLE IF IT DOESN’T FIT ME TOO. GIVE ME MY DRILL BACK.” 

“It’s not your drill, it’s our drill. You helped us get it, because you said you cared.”

“I ONLY CARED WHEN I THOUGHT YOU’D MAKE A HOLE EVERYONE COULD FIT THROUGH. YOU’RE PERPETUATING INEQUALITY!!!”

“Why is it up to us, the small group that has never been able to fit through the wall at all, to make a hole everyone can use? Why isn’t it up to you, the people who have been able to cross back and forth at will for years? We just want to see the other side; why are you yelling at us?”

“I DIDN’T ASK TO BE BORN A CIRCLE, OMG. I’VE HAD TO WORK HARD ALL MY LIFE TOO. YOU’RE JUST BEING BIGOTED AGAINST ME BECAUSE OF SOMETHING I CAN’T CONTROL, JUST LIKE EVERYONE IS AGAINST YOU.”

“You are interfering with our project and asking us to comfort you while we’re trying to make progress. Please leave.”

“I’m going to tell everyone about this,” the circle warns. “Nobody will support you now.”

“Apparently nobody ever did,” the triangles sigh, getting back to work.

It’s kind of sad

That we have to draw comics using colorful shapes

To explain systematic inequality to people

Ahhh beautiful

Source: charliebink

29th March 2014

Quote reblogged from a teenage vow in a parking lot ϟ with 8,945 notes

You die at seventeen
in your first love’s arms
and find it cruel that
in this world, Shakespeare
takes Juliet first.

You die at seventeen
and learn that there is no
epilogue after page 11,305
because there are no words
to be said from the mute.

You die at seventeen
and involuntarily fill your lungs
with tight packed dirt until
you are no longer breathing
air but earth.

You die at seventeen
and your roots grow from both
ends and when you start
to rot at the core, they cut
you back down to the stem.

You die at seventeen
because Shakespeare takes
Juliet first, so you plant
your own seeds and labor
yourself into birth.

— silver phoenix // S.M. (via scottiemcchottie)

Source: scottiemcchottie

18th March 2014

Quote reblogged from Amaranthine with 584 notes

Four legs good, two legs bad.
— George Orwell, Animal Farm (via likeafieldmouse)

Source: likeafieldmouse

16th March 2014

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jamesandrewcrosby:

A Poem - La Dispute

jamesandrewcrosby:

A Poem - La Dispute

16th March 2014

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Have you ever loved someone so much it made you cry to know you’d never ever be with them?

16th March 2014

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handslikehomos:

Yeah so I made this today

handslikehomos:

Yeah so I made this today

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