âItâs a perfect night for mystery and horror. The air itself is filled with monsters.â
â Mary Shelley

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âItâs a perfect night for mystery and horror. The air itself is filled with monsters.â
â Mary Shelley
âListen â are you breathing just a little and calling it a life?â
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Mary Oliver, Have You Ever Tried To Enter The Long Black Branches
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Mother & son
He needed me to keep him warm and loved and solidly tethered to Earth. He needed his work to keep him sane. I couldn't help with that part. I could only look on and feel troubled that our life was burdened by worry at a time when we should be so happy.
Paula McLain, The Paris Wife
It is also November. The noons are more laconic and the sundowns sterner. November always seemed to me the Norway of the year.âWhere is Love to-day?
Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Lavinia Dickinson c. November 1864 (via violentwavesofemotion)
With my tattoos, I get to say, these are choices I make for my body, with full-throated consent. This is how I mark myself. This is how I take my body back.
Roxane Gay, Hunger
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found my momâs old polish copies of anne of green gables and theyâre beautiful
We must complain. There is a lot to complain about. [âŠ] If they hadnât complained some of us wouldnât be here. If we donât complain some of us wonât be here.
Sara Ahmed, âFeminist Complaintâ (via coocoolah)
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Scottish wildcat and kitten
I think the figures of the strange and stranger have something to offer in this work. I mean, think about it: Rape is sensationalized as an act of violence perpetuated in spectacularly violent ways by a strange man against a vulnerable woman. The rapist is always figured as a stranger, though we know that a large percentage of rape and sexualized violence is done by people we know. By an early age I had learned to fear the man following me in his car; but no one taught me that I might have to fear people I knew.
Erin Wunker, Notes from a Feminist Killjoy
i need an anti-hero.
INFJ: What is it going to take for me to finally stop having hope?
11/05/2016
ISTJ: *offering hand in support* If there's one thing I've learned in life, it's that when you get knocked down, you have to get back up again.
INFJ: *singing* I GET KNOCKED DOWN, BUT I GET UP AGAIN! YOU'RE NEVER GONNA KEEP ME DOWN!@!