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Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Tumba Freewrites: here
Shit Ana Says: here
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Tumba Freewrites: here
Shit Ana Says: here
"Everyone sees what you appear to be, few experience what you really are."
Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince (via nofatnowhip)
#the prince
#i love machiavelli
#seriously hes awesome
(Source: winterkristall, via in-essentia)
I ship myself with a pineapple, is that wrong?
Pineanapple
People are starting to unfollow me…NOOO I was joking, come baaaack!
Nobody accepts our love.
You’re all kingdom-ist
I ship myself with a pineapple, is that wrong?
