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She sat down, closed her eyes, and swept Them and all the clutter of her conscious thoughts from her mind. It was like sweeping a floor. Lift the rug of your subconscious and sweep all the dirt under. Good-bye.

Stephen King, Carrie (via larmoyante)

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Carrie Stimboard for @rosy-fangirl

Souces: (x) (x) (x)  (x) (x)  (x) (x) (x)

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Jesus watches from the wall, but his face is cold as stone. And if he loves me, as she tells me, Why do I feel so all alone?

Stephen King, Carrie (via awkwardgorehound)

#i wrote this in my school journal every year up until i graduated this year

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I’m probably gonna be Carrie for this halloween and I’m gonna try and persuade my best friend to be Tommy heyo

#my only worry is that im gonna get blood EVERYWHERE #bc im not gonna use a little bit of blood #I'm pouring a whole bucket of it on me tbh

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I’ve grown familiar with villains that live in my head

Halsey, Control (via goodvibesgonebad)

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[Stephen King’s Carrie was] one of the most influential books I’ve ever read… I found it at the exact point in my life when I needed it most. I found it in my first year of secondary school. I was the girl with bad teeth and a mess of ratty blonde hair… I didn’t quite fit in and I, along with every other student, knew it… I’d learned that sitting near the bus driver minimised the bullying rather than sitting further back, in the middle of a crowd of people… I sat down at the front of the bus reading [Carrie]… One kid leaned over my chair and began reading an extract from the book out loud to some of the other kids. It was the part where Carrie has her first period. He began reading it aloud to other students who laughed at me and began mocking me for reading something “perverted” and “gross”… The boy took the book from my hands and hit me around the back of the head with it… That was a real changing point for me… I empathised with Carrie. I knew all too well what it was to be the weird girl in school. Reading this book, for me, was a strangely therapeutic experience. Though I didn’t have the powers that Carrie had, it made me start to stand up for myself. I began finding a new strength in myself. I realised that even the weird, geeky kids have power and that allowing people to walk over you wouldn’t really solve the problem. From that point on I stood up for myself more… I urge every young girl, or every young person who ever feels left out, to read this book…and realise that we do have some power within us: the power to endure, the power to stand up for ourselves, the power to make people realise that they were wrong for treating us so poorly to begin with.

http://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/gabrielle-leimon/stephen-kings-carrie-_b_5092168.html

“How Stephen King’s ‘Carrie’ Made Me Find My Own Power”

(via mistixs)

#this is very relatable

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I know this is like a really controversial opinion but fat people deserve to be treated like a human beings whether they’re healthy or not

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if u have an icon of a character then u r that character. sorry i dont make the rules

#tru

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terfs can’t call themselves feminists they’re now Trans Exclusionary Ridiculous Fuckups

#not carrie

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books read in 2017 - carrie by stephen king

but hardly anybody ever finds out that their actions really, actually, hurt other people! people don’t get better, they just get smarter. when you get smarter you don’t stop pulling the wings off flies, you just think of better reasons for doing it.

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hot take: irony is mostly bad now

#not carrie #this is so sad #i thought my friends actually respected women...damm #blockt

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neiboltstreet > carries-revenge

#url change

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now moved to @neiboltstreet !

But yeah this blog is gonna get back to being a full on Carrie blog and my IT blog is @your-hair-is-january-embers if you wanna follow it

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Sissy Spacek at a screening of Carrie, c.1976

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For children like Dodie and Bill, [school] meant ridicule and ruin… Dodie and her brother Bill wore the same stuff every day for the first year and a half of high school… Dodie’s sleeveless white blouse began to grow yellow with wear, age, and accumulated sweat stains. As it grew thinner, the straps of her bra showed through more and more clearly. The other girls made fun of her… The boys weren’t a part of it. We had Bill to take care of. Yes, I helped. Not a whole lot, but I was there. Dodie had it worse, I think. The girls didn’t just laugh at Dodie. They hated her, too. Dodie was everything they were afraid of. After Christmas vacation of our sophomore year, Dodie came back to school resplendent. The dowdy old black skirt had been replaced by a cranberry colored one that stopped at her knees, instead of halfway down her shins. The tatty knee socks had been replaced by nylon stockings which looked pretty good because she had finally shaved the luxuriant mat of black hair off her legs. The ancient sleeveless blouse had given way to a soft wool sweater. She’d even had a perm. Dodie was a girl transformed and you could see by her face that she knew it. I had no idea if she’d saved for those new clothes…or if she went through a hell of begging… It doesn’t matter because mere clothes change nothing. The teasing that day was worse than ever. Her peers had no intention of letting her out of the box they’d put her in. She was punished for even trying to break free. I had several classes with her and was able to observe Dodie’s ruination at first hand. I saw her smile fade, saw the light in her eyes first dim, and then go out. By the end of the day she was the girl she’d been before Christmas vacation - a doe faced, freckle cheeked wraith, scurrying through the halls with her eyes down and her books clasped to her chest. She wore the new skirt and sweater the next day, and the next day, and the next. When the school year ended, she was still wearing them although by then the weather was much too hot for wool and there were always beads of sweat on her face. The perm wasn’t repeated and the clothes took on a matted, dispirited look, but the teasing had dropped back to its pre-Christmas levels… Dodie was dead by the time I started writing Carrie… Following the birth of a child…Dodie went into the cellar and put a bullet in her abdomen… They said it was postpartum depression… Myself, I suspected high school hangover might have had something to do with it.

Stephen King, On Writing regarding a girl who was inspiration for Carrie White. (via mistixs)