lend me your eyes, i can change what you see.

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lostruth: Power Structure of Oppression

Mon, 20 May 2013 01:28:23 -0400

lostruth:

Power Structure of Oppression

My hobbies include laying in bed in my underwear while I listen to music and hate myself

Mon, 20 May 2013 01:27:33 -0400

My hobbies include laying in bed in my underwear while I listen to music and hate myself

youuidiotkid: you’d think by now autocorrect would know i’m saying fucking and not ducking

Mon, 20 May 2013 01:24:59 -0400

youuidiotkid:

you’d think by now autocorrect would know i’m saying fucking and not ducking

rawrmanifesto: if there was a zombie apocalypse I’d probs just let them have at me cardio and...

Mon, 20 May 2013 01:22:40 -0400

rawrmanifesto:

if there was a zombie apocalypse I’d probs just let them have at me
cardio and survival instincts aren’t really my thing

"the first word I teach my daughter will be “no” she will sing it to me and scream it at me and I..."

Mon, 20 May 2013 01:18:30 -0400

“the first word I teach my daughter will be “no”
she will sing it to me and scream it at me
and I will never tell her to quiet down
she will say it when I tell her to go to bed
when I tell her she can’t have anymore candy
or watch anymore television
“no” will be my daughter’s favorite word
not only will I teach her how to say it
but I will teach her to repeat it over and over
again until every single atom in her tiny little body
hums with it
If it makes her less soft than the other girls
I will take her to museums and show her
what marble and stone can become
I will brush her hair and let her wear whatever
she wants
whatever that makes her
she will know
that the world has been built upon “no’s”
upon rejections and refusals and swords
if this makes her a warrior in a field of
flowers, then she will walk without fear
of being trampled on
the first word I teach my daughter will be
“no”
and when she grows up
in a world that tells her
she can’t walk down the street by herself
that “no” will be heard
it will roar and echo down the block
and she will never be told to keep
silent
she will not know the meaning of the word.”

- The First Word I Teach My Daughter (via girl-violence)

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hatelyn: Just went into my room to cut and I open my box...

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:58:33 -0400

hatelyn:

Just went into my room to cut and I open my box where I keep my blades and this is what I found

Parenting; you’re doing it right.

this made me start crying

chekhov: Ronald Reggae: “Ay mon, tear down this wall”

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:57:42 -0400

chekhov:

Ronald Reggae: “Ay mon, tear down this wall”

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Sun, 19 May 2013 22:51:53 -0400

ohstella: May Day 2012 - Chicago

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:49:51 -0400

ohstella:

May Day 2012 - Chicago

oliviatheelf: ॐMy Hippie Blog!ʚϊɞ

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:48:32 -0400

oliviatheelf:

ॐMy Hippie Blog!ʚϊɞ

"There will be days when you want to just throw in the towel and give up. There will be days of..."

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:12:20 -0400

““There will be days when you want to just throw in the towel and give up. There will be days of stiff necks and no sleep and sore muscles. People will be cruel. Food will go bad. You will feel like the world is out to get you. Everything will start to frustrate you, the news will make you sad. Winter will creep up on you and you will find yourself alone and burrowing yourself in your schoolwork to try to keep the loneliness at bay.
But then spring arrives. Something big blooms in your chest. Sparrows sing to you and the air suddenly is clearer. You fall in love. You will grow a garden. Good things will start to come to you, beautiful people will find you. Remember those good things when the days get cold and the nights get long. Remember that you deserve to feel good. That you deserve to have good people and good food and a safe place to come home to. Remember that bad moods pass and that all bad days end. And that no matter where you are or how lonely you get, somebody out there is looking for you and is waiting for you to find them and give them your love. “”

- excerpt from “letter to my future daughter” by esperanza friel (via byrdseed)

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Sun, 19 May 2013 22:10:52 -0400

urbancatfitters: whenever im out and about i just contrast it to the nights ive spent listening to...

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:10:31 -0400

urbancatfitters:

whenever im out and about i just contrast it to the nights ive spent listening to rlly sad music and crying and i just dont understand how sometimes i can feel ok and other times i can feel so sad and nothing has happened to make one day different from the next

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Sun, 19 May 2013 21:47:23 -0400

kurosunesuicide: mariavontraphouse: zhiingenjigeshki: clintisi...

Sun, 19 May 2013 21:46:31 -0400

kurosunesuicide:

mariavontraphouse:

zhiingenjigeshki:

clintisiceman:

Gloria Richardson pushes a national guard bayonet out of her face during a 1963 civil rights protest in Maryland.

“boy bye”

FEARLESS.

"32. I’m a lover without a lover. 33. I’m lovely and lonely. 34. I belong deeply to myself."

Sun, 19 May 2013 21:39:22 -0400

“32. I’m a lover without a lover.
33. I’m lovely and lonely.
34. I belong deeply to myself.”

- Warsan Shire, from “Excuses For Why We Failed At Love” (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)