July 28, 2014

mouldysushi:

yayasmeen:

I think my selfie problem is getting out of hand..

You’re such a cutie pie holy shit I can’t stop laughing at the shower pic

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July 28, 2014
20aliens:

The Shining, room 237

20aliens:

The Shining, room 237

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July 28, 2014
myownfashiionbook:


😭

myownfashiionbook:

😭

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July 28, 2014

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July 28, 2014
"Don’t take anything personally. Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering."

— Miguel Ángel Ruiz (via dvmbgirl)

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July 28, 2014
"

Where did you get those big eyes?

My mother.

And where did you get those lips?

My mother.

And the loneliness?

My mother.

And that broken heart?

My mother.

And the absence, where did you get that?

My father.

"

— Inheritance, Warsan Shire (via androphilia)

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July 28, 2014
"Just because someone desires you, it does not mean that they value you.


Read it over.

Again.

Let those words resonate in your mind."

Nayyirah Waheed   (via diveinme)

always reblog

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July 28, 2014

ihatepeacocks:

Famous Movies Scenes depicted as Children’s Books

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July 28, 2014

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July 28, 2014

nevver:

X-Ray burns, Chris Panda

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July 28, 2014
"

I know girls who are trying to fit into the social norm
Like squeezing into last year’s prom dress
I know girls who are low rise, mac eye shadow, and binge drinking
I know girls that wonder if they’re disaster and sexy enough to fit in
I know girls who are fleeing bombs from the mosques of their skin
Playing Russian roulette with death; it’s never easy to accept that our bodies are fallible and flawed
But when do we draw the line?
When the knife hits the skin?
Isn’t it the same thing as purging
Because we’re so obsessed with death
Some women just have more guts than others

The funny thing is women like us don’t shoot
We swallow pills, still wanting to be beautiful at the morgue
Still proceeding to put on make-up
Still hoping that the mortician finds us fuckable and attractive
We might as well be buried with our shoes and handbags and scarves, girls
We flirt with death every time we etch a new tally mark into our skin
I know how to split my wrists to reveal a battlefield too
But the time has come for us to reclaim our bodies

Our bodies deserve more than to be war-torn and collateral
Offering this fuckdom as a pathetic means to say,
“I only know how to exist when I am wanted.”

Girls like us are hardly ever wanted, you know
We’re used up and we’re sad and drunk and
Perpetually waiting by the phone for someone to pick up and tell us that we did good
Well, you did good.

(I know I am because I said, “I am.”
My body is home)

Try this
Take your hands over your bumpy love body naked
And remember the first time you touched someone
With the sole purpose of learning all of them
Touched them because the light was pretty on them
And the dust in the sunlight danced the way your heart did
Touch yourself with a purpose
Your body is the most beautiful royal
Fathers and uncles are not claiming your knife anymore
Are not your razor, no
Put the sharpness back
Lay your hands flat and feel the surface of scarred skin
I once touched a tree with charred limbs
The stump was still breathing
But the tops were just ashy remains
I wonder what it’s like to come back from that because
Because sometimes I feel forest fires erupting from my wrists
And the smoke signals sent out are the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen

Love your body the way your mother loved your baby feet
And brother arm wrapping shoulders, and remember
This is important

You are worth more than who you fuck
You are worth more than a waistline
You are worth more than beer bottles displayed like drunken artifacts.
You are worth more than any naked body could proclaim in the shadows,
More than a man’s whim or your father’s mistake
You are no less valuable as a size 16 than a size 4
You are no less valuable as a 32a than a 36c
Your sexiness is defined by concentric circles within your wood
It is wisdom
You are a goddamn tree stump with leaves sprouting out

Reborn.

"

— Mary Lambert (via cosmeticevolution)

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July 28, 2014
evelynhollow:

That’s it, that’s the show.

evelynhollow:

That’s it, that’s the show.

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July 28, 2014
craving-to-escape:

Thoreau is such an inspiring man, I love him so much.

craving-to-escape:

Thoreau is such an inspiring man, I love him so much.

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July 28, 2014
"If someone called me pretty, I’d sneer and smear more glitter on my face. I didn’t want to be just pretty — I was wild, crazy and free. I talked about sex, about drinking. When men do that, it’s rock and roll, but when I did it, people assumed I was a train wreck. I played confident but still felt like an outcast."

Kesha Opens Up About Rehab, Eating Disorders And Sexism In A Candid Essay For ‘Elle UK’ | Music News, Reviews, and Gossip on Idolator.com (via punksailorsestra)

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July 28, 2014

vaguelyjewish:

testoster0ne:

how do woman not orgasm when inserting tampons.

like isn’t just like having sex idgi?

This sounds like a Mitt Romney diary entry.

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