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Big chopped. ✨👩🏾‍🦲✨

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#blackgirlmagic #black #black hair

Obsessed with this trail in my backyard

#hikelife #trails #trees #fairy tale inspired #damesrocket #forest #forestbathing #Spotify

#hike #trails #damesrocket

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In case no one’s told you lately:

You’re not a burden.

It’s okay to be struggling.

It’s okay to tell people you’re struggling.

Please tell people you’re struggling.

Don’t suffer in silence. Tell someone. Get help.

It’s okay to need help.

Please get yourself help.

You’re not the exception to recovery.

The world is more beautiful because you’re in it.

You’re worth it.

You’re a good person.

Thank you for existing.

You’re beautiful.

You’re not the exception to recovery.

Please stay alive.

If you’re looking for a sign not to kill yourself, this is it.

Please, stay alive.

People love you.

I love you.

Don’t give up.

You’re not the exception to recovery.

abookblog

I am a product of endless books.

- C.S. Lewis

chaoticallyprecise

IF YOU EVER NEED SOMETHING TO READ READ THIS

OK ARE YOU EVER IN NEED OF BOOK RECOMMENDATIONS BUT DON’T KNOW WHAT TO READ NEXT?

I present to you, straight from the internet, whichbook:

Here’s how it works: You click the link, and choose four categories and the extent to which these categories matter:

Then click “go” and it’ll come up with a number of books you might like.

DON’T LIKE THE CATEGORIES? NO PROBLEM - see this little thing:

THIS LITTLE THING WILL TAKE YOU TO THIS SLIGHTLY LARGER THING WHERE YOU CAN CHOOSE A BOOK BASED ON THE FOLLOWING:

YOU NOW HAVE NO EXCUSE TO NOT BE READING SOMETHING BECAUSE WHATEVER YOU WANT THIS SITE WILL COME UP WITH IT.

… Apart from bisexual retired alien dudes. No books on that. Yet.

kautsky-hateblog

You are beautiful person for sharing this with the world and I thank you.

outofthewhore-dinary

Reblog to save a life

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sarapocock

Tall girls, you have my sympathy.

mattjosephdiaz-blog

Whats a fuck boy? i've heard many meanings but I want the exact one.

A fuckboy is a weakass dude who ain’t shit.

A fuckboy is the guy who will go around calling women “thirsty hoes” but like 30 profile pictures in a row and comment “hot” under one of them because he thinks somehow it’ll get him laid.

A fuckboy is the guy who calls girls sluts but goes around begging chicks for nudes out of fucking nowhere.

A fuckboy is the guy who sends unrequested dick pics with no context to women he’s barely spoken to.

A fuckboy is a guy who regularly uses phrases like “bros before hoes”

A fuckboy is a guy whose idea of flirting is “what would u do if i was there right now lol”

A fuckboy can often be spotted by his asking if you want to play “the 21 questions game” which is a trap to ask if you’re a virgin or not

A fuckboy is a guy who will call you a prude if you don’t want to fuck anyone, but call you a slut if you want to fuck someone who isn’t him.

A fuckboy is a guy who will disrespect you and try and get with you in the same breath.

A fuckboy is a guy whose idea of foreplay is kind of touching your clit twice before he tries to move on to sex

A fuckboy is a guy who tries to text you even when he already has a girl

A fuckboy is a guy who continues to hit on you even when you’ve said no

A fuckboy is a guy who pretend to invite you over for “Netflix and pizza” which is a bummer because it’s totally ruined legitimately inviting people over for Netflix and pizza

A fuckboy is any guy who’s ever told you “smile, beautiful” while you’re just walking down the street minding your own fucking business

A fuckboy is the kind of guy you have to lie about having a boyfriend to in order to get him to leave you alone.

A fuckboy is a guy who will tell you “you’re not like the other girls” like that’s a compliment because he doesn’t have any respect for them.

A fuckboy is a guy who will tell you “my exes were all crazy” even though you know them to be totally fine, kind, measured people.

A fuckboy is a guy who will tell you “guys don’t like it when you -bullshit bullshit bullshit-” and try to shame you because of your weight, hair, style, use of makeup or anything else that you do in order to express yourself because in their tiny fuckboy minds you only exist to attract them.

rubyreed

This is a beautiful manifesto. Bless you and bless this post.

eidolonomega

Best explanation so far

disaster-lesbianbeau-deactivate

“you make my heart beat in iambic pentameter.”

no you don’t understand shakespeare literally writes to the beat of your heart

that’s why shakespearean actors will sometimes pound their chests in time to the words during readings

that’s why you use fluctuations in the rhythm to track your character’s emotional state - any irregularities in the scansion are like the character’s heart stuttering or jumping or skipping a beat

that’s why when characters share the rhythm - switching off in the middle of a foot - those characters inevitably have an extraordinarily intimate connection

shakespeare fucking writes viscerally, he is literally in your body, and that, my friend, that is why the best shakespearean actors don’t posture and emote

you have to be fucking alive and passionate and electric - it can’t be intellectual, in the end, it has to be about connection and the sweating, cheering, jeering, bleeding masses you’re performing to, because make no mistake, shakespeare may go to lofty heights, but he only works if you’re just as grounded in the earth. he has to be in your body. he has to be in your body.

holy motherfucking shit i love shakespeare so much, get him in your bones, breathe him in, stomp and rage and pine, dadum dadum dadum dadum dadum, it is literally to the beat of your heart

bullied

too hot for ugly people too ugly for hot people

deeplystained

5 TIPS FOR WRITER'S BLOCK

hello everyone! making this post because i get so many messages from people telling me they’re in a rut / uninspired / feeling inadequate as a writer. i’m not sure how much i can help, but this is how i approach these situations when i get stuck in the mud of it:

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1. go back to the beginning. what poem or book or story or whatever first made you fall in love with writing? who was the first author/poet you were obsessed or in love with? which words first spoke to your soul? go back to that. remember. soak in those words, try to recall that first time you read them, and then ask yourself if anything has changed. what’s different? how does it make you feel now, and why is that?

2. take a swim in your own archives! read a bunch of your old stuff. not just the ones you’re proud of, but also the ones that make you cringe to read again. read all of it. try to find that seed of potential in each poem, that one morsel of profound greatness, even in a sea of shit metaphors and flowery language. leaf through your progress and just take a moment to appreciate how far you’ve come, and then think about how much better you’re still going to get. this always cheers me up and seriously puts things into perspective when i’m not feeling very good about my work.

3. shake up your equilibrium. engage yourself in an activity that disturbs your consciousness. get out of your emotional comfort zone – this means different things for different people. i like to either listen to super sad cello compositions, or watch movies that get me in my feels (usually dramas, rom-coms, sci-fi/fantasy, or movies about girlhood). what works for me might not work for you though! you gotta figure out what your own thing is – yodeling, scrabble, etc. also, try to strike a good balance while you’re at it. if i do something that makes me weepy, i like to counter that by watching stand-up comedy or listening to music that makes me want to dance. everything – lightness and heaviness – in moderation! if nothing else, ask some writers you know what shakes up their equilibrium. find your thing and do it until your soul perspires from the exertion.

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