imagine if all the spiders in the world became tiny horses.
“I don’t know what I’m more afraid of: to see you again or to never see you again.”
– Quantum Love (originally: Une rencontre)
"My family is suffocating me with pressure to be a perfect student and daughter." (r.i.d)
people always ask me why i’m going into teaching instead of being a writer.
the number of notes on this in less than 24 hours and the number of people who said “same” or “exactly” or “about me” - that’s why. there is so much fundamentally wrong with our system. The only way to change it is from within.
That’s legit my whole life
“Sleep doesn’t relieve my exhaustion anymore.”
– July 7, 2014 (via rhee-al-ity)
Sad Poem #23
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me: stop being racist please
family: listen… liberal hippie trash ….u dont know anything abotu the world….
“You deserve someone who loves you with every single beat of his heart, someone who thinks about you constantly, someone who spends every minute of every day just wondering what you’re doing, where you are, who you’re with, and if you’re OK. You need someone who can help you reach your dreams and protect you from your fears. You need someone who will treat you with respect, love every part of you, especially your flaws. You should be with someone who could make you happy, really happy, dancing on air happy.”
– Cecelia Ahern, Love, Rosie (via hellyeahitsrandom)
my blog will make you horny ;)
“It is illegal for women to go topless in most cities, yet you can buy a magazine of a woman without her top on at any 7-11 store. So, you can sell breasts, but you cannot wear breasts, in America.”
Violet Rose (via c-icatrix)
This is one of my favorite quotes about sexualization/objectification vs autonomy of female bodies bc it’s so succinct
Yep. Good old Puritanical hypocrisy, it R US.
“When he says
He doesn’t love you anymore,
Roll your shoulders back
And look him in the eye
Even when it feels like your ribs
Are breaking inward, like spider legs.
When he digs up old aches
That he swore he forgave you for,
And ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner.
Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper
Running all the way up your throat to your mouth.
When he blames you
For mistakes that wear his face,
Do not scream.
Do not cry.
Tell him that there are boys
Who would be proud to say they’d loved you.
Tell him that in two years
You won’t even remember his name
And don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie.
When he leaves
Ignore the howling in your blood
And do not get up after him.
Not even to lock the door.
Do not, do not
Smell his shirts when you box them up
To give them back.
Swear off dating when you realize
You’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile.
It’s okay to cry over him.
It’s even okay to forgive him.
But do not go back to him.
If he did not know how to love you the first time,
He won’t know how to do it the next.”
– (via bl-ossomed)
if we date im literally stealing all your sweatpants and hoodies