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Of course she looks better with make-up on dumbass why tf would she spend $50 to look the same

Humans like to be scared—we love the wicked witch’s cackle, the wolf’s hot breath, and the old lady who eats children because sometimes, when the scary is over, all we remember is the magic.

The Sunday Rumpus Essay: The Sweetest Kidnapping by Cathy BEll. (via therumpus)

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Also your glo up can’t be just physical. Anyone can get in shape and learn to do their eyebrows. Your glo up gotta be spiritual too, you gotta be the person the you from five years ago needed to talk to for guidance and love.

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Zoë Kravitz for August Issue of Nylon Magazine.

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When I was younger, I wish someone had told me straight-up that not all adults experience “a calling”. That many of them never find particular purpose in a career. That sometimes, their job is just what pays the bills and they have to seek satisfaction and fulfillment elsewhere.

Because as an adult, this pervasive notion that there exists a perfect path for everyone, that people should love what they do, and that work is meant to function as a vehicle for fulfilling a person’s grand life destiny is not only inaccurate for many of us, it can be toxic.

The ideal is so ingrained that I have to remind myself constantly I’m not a failure because I don’t adore my job, and because I’m not rocking the world with my work. That is okay.

Sometimes, work is just work. There isn’t always a perfect career path, magically waiting to be discovered. There might not be this THING you were born to do. Sometimes, you discover that what you really want to be when you grow up is “paid”.

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"The world is a lot better than you think it is."

↳ Lance Sweets aka "Baby Duck" (2007-2014)

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We were the happiest couple we knew. And what’s the point of being together if you’re not the happiest? But Nick got lazy. He became someone I did not agree to marry. He actually expected me to love him unconditionally. Then he dragged me, penniless, to the navel of this great country and found himself a newer, younger, bouncier cool girl. You think I’d let him destroy me and end up happier than ever? N o f u c k i n g w a y.

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After Jill Scott went on a mini twitter rant about how Bill Cosby is innocent, she then proceeded to tell rape victims that they should not shower and immediately have a rape kit taken.

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Allowances

I am allowed to be vocal about my pain if it helps me heal

I am allowed to be sad in places other than my own head

I am allowed to express my anger/sadness/hurt in ways that do not hurt other people, whether that is in writing or speaking to friends

I am allowed to speak my truth even when it makes others uncomfortable

I am allowed to take care of myself, even if it makes people who hurt me uncomfortable

I am allowed to create my own rules for self-care

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Waterfall. 2014. Oil & acrylic on canvas. 8 x 10”

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My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t smile when I was talking to him. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all.

Diane Les Becquets (via wordsthat-speak)

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Afropunk Hair Portraits by Artist Awol Erizku for Vogue USA

Read each story here:http://vogue.cm/XSNWEq

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The Extraordinary Biro Pen Art of Enham Bosakah

Enham Lives and works in Ghana ( Africa )

As I grew older, I had to fulfill the dream within me which was producing art. I went to the University, studied art, got my degree and decided to have a feel of the reality on the field of practice before I plunged into a Masters of Fine Arts degree. I eventually got disappointed going in with so much energy and optimism but with no funds. But then, I had a pen and paper, a perfect media, I thought. That was how it all begun. And I am doing very well now.

There is no name for the style of drawing I do. There are a lot of lines and minute squares. I have not named my style as I will always change it, I didn’t want to keep to one confinement. It’s a freestyle.

I work in the evening, late in the night where I can draw without interruption. I can come back to a painting after a long time, unless I am commissioned to do a piece for a client. I do what I feel like doing at what time. But roughly, it takes about 3-4 days to make a piece.

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