Here, I Vent Out.

I shout. I scream. I show off.

[i-wrotethisforme]

You try to change… You’ll show him. You buy new things, do your hair differently- dye it because he likes blondes, apparently. You get a tan, go running… 5 miles everyday. You’re going to have abs- the best body he’s ever seen. Then he’ll be sorry.

But it won’t work. And even if you’re ultimately bettering yourself, it’s for the wrong reasons. And you need to stop doing things to yourself to get back at someone because the truth is he didn’t choose her for her outfits or her abs and he doesn’t care what your hair looks like now or that you got a new car or a bikini because he just likes her better. So start liking yourself better, because somebody has to.

[i-wrotethisforme]

The harsh wakeup call someone out there (usually me) needs today

[i-wrotethisforme]

I know when things don’t work out it’s too easy for us to say we weren’t enough and that’s what makes it impossible to feel closure. But just because you don’t marry someone it doesn’t mean they didn’t feel something for you, like a lot, and it doesn’t mean they aren’t going to think about you ever again. Because they are. People who I’ve gone on one date with and decided I never want to see again still cross my mind when I pass a certain restaurant or someone mentions the town that person said they’re from. You’re not forgotten and you didn’t “mean nothing,” I promise you. So just because it’s over, it wasn’t pointless and you aren’t worthless to this person. This person is still going to think about you, probably a lot, even if they already replaced you, even if you really hurt them. That’s just human, you meant something at one point and you will always mean something.

[nopenandnopaper]

[noorshirazie]

“he used my heart as a cushion when he stumbled, as a guinea pig when he wanted to see how close to the edge he could push me, as a punching bag when he needed to vent, as prey when he needed something to capture. so many purposes, yet he could not find a way to love it the way it ached to be loved.”

— Noor Shirazie

[noorshirazie]

“there is an enticing darkness about you that sneakily draws me in. i will not realize how consumed i am until it is far too late.”

— Noor Shirazie

[larmoyante]

“Perhaps the problem is not the intensity of your love but the quality of the people you are loving.”

— Warsan Shire

[hereiventout]

I

[nemophilies-deactivated20190428]

“When I suddenly see myself in the depths of the mirror, I take fright. I can scarcely believe that I have limits, that I am outlined and defined. I feel myself to be dispersed in the atmosphere, thinking inside other creatures, living inside things beyond myself. When I suddenly see myself in the mirror, I am not startled because I find myself ugly or beautiful. I discover, in fact, that I possess another quality. When I haven’t looked at myself for some time, I almost forget that I am human, I tend to forget my past, and I find myself with the same deliverance from purpose and conscience as something that is barely alive. I am also surprised to find as I gaze into the pale mirror with open eyes that there is so much in me beyond what is known, so much that remains ever silent.”

— Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart

[feministism]

[halfsavages-deactivated20200621]

from Virginia Woolf’s diaries, February 27th, 1926

[itsnotjustpms]

SLOW CLAP

STANDING OVATION

[rosietwiggs]

Standing Ovulation

[strengthins0lidarity]

Hi friends. Rant time, from Mod Reese.

I’ve been on birth control for almost five years. (I’ll save you the math; yes, my periods were bad enough at 12 to need birth control). I’ve been on four or five different pills and a shot. In that span, I’ve endured:

Crippling migraines

Worsened cramps

Hot flashes so bad I had to have my room at 50 degrees and wrap my dog in blankets to keep him warm

Constant nausea (5. Years.)

Weight gain (20 pounds on a tiny girl)

Risk of life-threatening blood clots

Semi-constant back pain

The list goes on (and on and on and on). The point remains: can y’all imagine enduring all of those symptoms—which all of my doctors have said are normal—to stop maybe three days’ a month’s worth of fertility? How ridiculous of an expectation must that be?

Rant over. For now.

[support-women-and-girls]

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[hereiventout]

Nothing left of You

I loved you.

I loved you so intensely that the love spread out in to the universe and created a new star. I named that star after you. Each alphabet of your name glowing and brimming with the unconditional love that I kept on pouring into you. I kept on pouring my love into your bottomless thirsty being.

I kept on pouring till I was all emptied out. Till my own existence became shaky and I…

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[barg-e-sehra]

‏میں بسترِ خیال پہ لیٹا ہوں اُس کے پاس،

صبحِ ازل سے کوئی تقاضا کئے بغیر

Mein bistar e khayal pe laita hun uss kay pass

Subah e azal se koi taqaza kiye bagair

[noorshirazie]

“decorate your soul with the lessons your mother taught you. they come from a place of concentrated devotion. anyone else you encounter will have their own agendas, tainted motives that reveal themselves through words that were not meant to slip from malicious tongues. your mother advised you with uncontaminated intent, embroidering warnings into a pure heart, still free from any of the many evils that the world has in store.”

— Noor Shirazie

[noorshirazie]

[noorshirazie]

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[m4rzmerde]

[4rch0n]

sigh…

[faithydoll]

Oh my fuck I just spit my drink everywhere

[cosmic-breakfast]

I’m in fucking tears

[nudiemuse]

I ugly laughed