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All women speak two languages: the language of men and the language of silent suffering. Some women speak a third, the language of queens.
Mohja Kahf, The Marvelous Women (via psych-facts)
If it will help end this fight, go ahead and kill me. (x)
loitering is basically the illegal act of existing while not spending money
isn’t capitalism fun
this is the money cat. she only shows up once every year. reblog the money cat to have your 2015 filled with money
“I didn’t want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you good night — and there’s a lot of difference.”
Ernest Hemingway (via psych-facts)
Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you? …I always wonder about that. If people could see me the way I see myself—if they could live in my memories—would anyone, anyone, love me
John Green (via psych-facts)
If it can be destroyed by the truth, it deserves to be destroyed by the truth.
Carl Sagan (via aplethoraofquotations)
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Ivan Dokov
You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge.
Danielle LaPorte (via aplethoraofquotations)
Whoever, at any time, has undertaken to build a new heaven has found the strength for it in his own hell.
Friedrich Nietzsche (via navisis)