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"Safe Abortion for All.
No Compromise - No Apology"
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HUNTER SCHAFER by Celeste Sloman for the New York Times (2019)
Antonio Canova (1757-1822) â Aphrodite et Adonis
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ariana grande may be privileged in her wealth and status but the number of devastations and stressors she has endured in the past year and a half, many of which occurred in quick succession over the past month or so, is enough to strain the resilience of any person and sheâs managed to come back again and again and again anyway. so miss me with that dismissive attitude towards her suffering right now and check in again when you understand that her choice to retreat from the absolute venom of the public eye is completely valid. show some compassion for a fellow human.
why am i a college student and not a cat that lives in an antique shop
PEOPLE WHO DONT KISS AFTER HEAD ARE SO FUCKING WEAK
sometimes you gotta âits not that deepâ yourself
Tan, that is a serious fucking look
never let your loneliness drive you back to toxic people
The blood moon is framed by the statues of Hera and Apollo in Athens, 27 July 2018 (x)
âYour life is not an episode of Skins. Things will never look quite as good as they do in a faded, sun-drenched Polaroid; your days are not an editorial from Lula. Your life is not a Sofia Coppola movie, or a Chuck Palahniuk novel, or a Charles Bukowski poem. Grace Coddington isnât your creative director. Bon Iver and Joy Division donât play softly in the background at appropriate moments. Your hysterical teenage diary isnât a work of art. Your room probably isnât Selby material. Your life isnât a Tumblr screencap. Every word that comes out of your mouth will not be beautiful and poignant, infinitely quotable. Your pain will not be pretty. Crying till you vomit is always shit. You cannot romanticize hurt. Or sadness. Or loneliness. You will have homework, and hangovers and bad hair days. The train being late wonât lead to any fateful encounters, it will make you late. Sometimes your work will suck. Sometimes you will suck. Far too often, everything will suck - and not in a Wes Anderson kind of way. And there is no divine consolation - only the knowledge that we will hopefully experience the full spectrum - and that sometimes, just sometimes, life will feel like a Coppola film.â
Letters From Nowhere  (via excrutiate)
i never chased after anyone bc i heard the chain by fleetwood mac at like age 9 and i heard stevie nicks (only her) sing âand if u dont love me now u will never love me againâ .. i just knew fax machine 100 emoji SHE WAS RIGHT