KIROKAZE
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
if i look back, i am lost
ojovivo
AnasAbdin
Andulka
tannertan36
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One Nice Bug Per Day
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
art blog(derogatory)
Janaina Medeiros
Sweet Seals For You, Always
trying on a metaphor
shark vs the universe
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
todays bird
almost home
occasionally subtle
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@lamplightthoughts
Avoid people who:
mess with your head.
can’t and won’t apologise sincerely.
expect you to prioritise them but refuse to prioritise you.
intentionally and repeatedly do and say things that they know upset you.
5. Act like the victim when confronted with their abusive behaior.
learning
 I’m a huge supporter of things which annoy misogynistic rich white men
More and more women now refuse to put up with being lied to, beaten and betrayed by the fathers of their children. The truth behind the so-called decline in family values is that the illusion of stable family life was built on the silence of suffering women, who lived on whatever their husbands thought fit to give them, did menial work for a pittance to buy the necessities that their husbands would not pay for, put up with their husbands’ drinking and their bit on the side, blamed themselves for their husbands’ violence towards them, and endured abuse silently because of the children.
Germaine Greer, The Whole Woman (via fromond)
Bones mend. Regret stays with you forever.
Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind (via theliteraryjournals)
Read about each victim of the Orlando Pulse shooting here. Remember their names, their faces, and their stories.
SIGNAL BOOST!!
I am figuring out which parts of my personality are mine 
and which ones I created to please you.
Lora Mathis, The Dust On This Poem Could Choke You (via larmoyante)
I. I am ashamed of what we made of each other. in a different world, our younger selves are ignoring the warnings because feeling love for the first time feels so important that it’s okay if it hurts. II. there are still things I can’t admit. there are still things I can’t believe I did to make you love me. III. there is nothing about me that resembles the girl you first met. this is both a tragedy and a relief.
Fortesa Latifi (via madgirlf)
Bad stuff does happen, sometimes. Always remember that. But remember that you have to move on somehow. You pick your head up and stare at something beautiful like the sky, or the ocean, and you move the hell on.
James Patterson, Suzanne’s Diary for Nicholas (via volatile–bodies)
Natalie Dormer for VVV Magazine (Spring/Summer 2015)
Being a college grad and assessing how much of my money is disappearing towards my student loans is literally sickening.Â
Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away.
Andrew Boyd, Daily Afflictions: The Agony of Being Connected to Everything  (via wordsnquotes)
I haven’t reblogged something since February, and even longer since a personal note. Part of this distance came from my semester student teaching (which was utterly amazing), and partly from a total lack of personal time.
In the meantime, I finally got my Bachelor’s, and snagged an English teaching sub position.Â
Last month, I got hitched and moved into a pretty cool house with Chris. The day was completely wonderful. Lately, our lives have revolved around painting walls and staining floors and learning how not to suck at cooking. It’s hard to believe that so many life events have occurred in the past year. I’m really, really happy.
I’d really like to start using my blog again. It’s the place I first fell in love with feminist theory, which is something I finally have the time to study. I miss my little Tumblr world.Â
Basically, hello again friends.Â
your heart should go out to teenage girls. they are so violated, they’re kept uniquely naive and sheltered to their detriment, we don’t equip them with the esteem they need to navigate their day to...
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