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love is love is love is love is love is love
do i believe in romance…not sure. am i obsessed with it…absolutely
As I wake up to the news of Stephen Hawking turning back to stardust, I am reminded of a quote about Einstein’s brain: “I am somehow less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein’s brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops.”- Steven Jay Gould
Hawking was a passionate defender of the NHS, and also believed that automation should liberate the people not enrich those with capital. He was granted by technology a life longer than anyone thought possible for someone with his illness.
How many geniuses have we lost or overlooked because they weren’t granted the resources to thrive in our unequal society? How can this be right when scarcity of basic needs is entirely manufactured?
do you remember the first time you heard take me to church and you felt your skin melt off your body?
heart: treat yo self
bank account: please dear god do not do that
anxiety: hey its time
me: for what
anxiety: its time
me: ?????????
anxiety: :)
me: ????????????????????????????????????????????
i understand why van gogh cut off his ear and shot himself in the middle of an open field like i get it now
I love looking mean & unapproachable & pretending like I have no idea why ppl are intimidated by my aura
do u ever do something mildly impolite like not give a nice goodbye or not hold a door and spend the rest of the day thinking about it
i wish i was like devastatingly haunting in my perfection and completeness that no one could forget me no matter how hard they tried
I just want for one person, just one, to really understand. To call for me late at night, only me, especially me. I want to be the first person they think to call. I want for just one person to truly understand me, understand where I have come from and where I am now and where I plan to go. And I them. For one person to listen, to really listen; to want to listen. Not to listen just for the sake of listening. To listen because they care. And lastly, for them to stay. If not forever, for a long time. I’m not even asking for forever. Not anymore. I know now forever is too much to ask for. Forever is a beautiful concept but I know better than to ask for something that is simply not possible. Forever is not real.
M.O.W (via imwritingpoems)
me, sitting in my bed, in pjs: *is anxious*
me: wtf. why
guess who’s finally content with life and not suffering from depression anymore it ain’t me but they out there
wouldnt it be cool to just like not feel nervous about everything all the time
I’m the whole package! stupid AND ugly !
Nothing beats cuddling the person you love most because they emit a warm and content feeling that wherever you are, it’ll always feel like home.
3 am thoughts (via suspend)