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It is power that thrives a woman more so than a man. The fire in her eyes that can do more than he can.

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I need some goth blogs to follow, can anyone help me out?

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I miss the old, active Tumblr

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Art historical analysis (painting), a basic introduction using Goya's Third of May, 1808

Francisco de Goya, Third of May, 1808, 1814, oil on canvas, 266 x 345.1 cm (Museo del Prado. Madrid)

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Self love is to be honest with oneself. To call yourself out on undesirable behavior, forgive and proceed mindfully. Self love is grounding.

Angela Harper

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To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour...

Auguries of Innocence, William Blake

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Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments, love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come, Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom: If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Love Is Not Love Which Alters, William Shakespeare, Sonnet #116