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Literally my favourite guitar of all time
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what she says: i'm fine
what she means: lou reed is dead don't fucking touch me
Why doesn’t anyone discuss how society’s perceived ownership of the female body extends into parents who dictate everything their daughters do?
Not letting your daughters express themselves in how they dress, talk, wear their hair, or whether or not they wear makeup just gives them the idea, from an extremely young age, that their body is not their own and they must please others by making it look how they view best. Learn that before you have children.
Ryan Barlow
“I think too much. I think ahead. I think behind. I think sideways. I think it all. If it exists, I’ve fucking thought of it.”
Winona Ryder (via 1112pm)
Binge on life. Purge negativity. Starve guilty feelings. Restrict unhappy thoughts. Count blessings, not calories. The only weight you ever need to lose is the weight of the world on your shoulders.
Unknown (via felicefawn)
“But I don’t want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.”
Aldous Huxley, Brave New World (via ifallontragedy)
…well this quote is slightly misleading (i recently read the book)
it goes: “But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.”
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Bob Dylan with young fans in Stockholm, 1966.
Prince Street, Edinburgh
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