no one decides my fate but me

@m-desty

Perhaps the biggest tragedy in our lives is that freedom is possible, yet we can pass our years trapped in the same old patterns. Entangled in the trance of unworthiness, we grow accustomed to caging ourselves in with self judgement and anxiety, with restlessness and dissatisfaction. We may want to love people without holding back, to feel authentic, to breath in the beauty around us, to dance and sing. Yet each day we listen to inner voices that keep our life small.

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localstarboy

He made the Harry Potter tune so wavy

thequeenadwoa

#BlackHogwarts

africansouljah

Stuart Franklin EGYPT. Cairo. View from The Citadel. 2002

earthstory

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Dolphins in False Bay, South Africa

art of quito

#art #travel #ecuador #quito #quitoecuador #globalcitizenyear #mural #graffiti

wondvrwomvn

You can’t live your life according to maybes.

dsxsbx

Merced River // Kyle Kuiper

maryjblige

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lemme-holla-at-you

I love seeing pictures like this, because mothers get shamed all the time for breastfeeding their children.

Beautiful mother, beautiful baby, beautiful picture.

lsleofskye

Lineup

asrielsarchive

it genuinely baffles me that men don’t want women in positions of power because “they’re slaves to their hormones/emotions” and yet one of the first lines of defence when it comes to rape cases tends to be “it’s hardly his fault look at what she was wearing how could we expect him to control himself”

micdotcom

this is all too relevant this week.

lizzymercierdescloux1979-deacti

things girls do that I love:

offer their friends sips of their coffee drinks without being asked

scratch each others back

say things like “smell this lotion I bought this weekend”

compliment each other’s eyebrows

that thing when they agree with you and their eyes get really wide and they nod their head solemnly

throw out each others gum wrappers or chip bags when they get up

housingworksbookstore

Queer book-loving women of NYC! Our extremely-fun-and-casual-you’ll-make-new-friends-too-we-promise literary speed dating is back in action at the end of this month – Thursday, June 30. I hope we’ll see you there! Bring a book & yr heart. 15% off books all night, first drink on us! Registration open now. Hosted by @coverspy. Glasses not required.

r2--d2

NYC 2013 by KIDKUTSMEDIA

cyborgmemoirs

“Sickness” as we speak of it today is a capitalist construct, as is its perceived binary opposite, “wellness.” The “well” person is the person well enough to go to work. The “sick” person is the one who can’t. What is so destructive about conceiving of wellness as the default, as the standard mode of existence, is that it invents illness as temporary. When being sick is an abhorrence to the norm, it allows us to conceive of care and support in the same way. Care, in this configuration, is only required sometimes. When sickness is temporary, care is not normal. Here’s an exercise: go to the mirror, look yourself in the face, and say out loud: “To take care of you is not normal. I can only do it temporarily.” Saying this to yourself will merely be an echo of what the world repeats all the time.

sick woman theory: johanna hedva lives with chronic illness and her sick woman theory is for those who were never meant to survive but did. (via jezebeler)