23 4 / 2014

potterbird:

Daniel Radcliffe's acceptance speech for the Man of the Year Glamour Award, 2013. (x)

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20 4 / 2014

"Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?"

Mary Oliver (via arpeggia)

19 4 / 2014

17 4 / 2014

arpeggia:

Gustav Klimt - Death and Life, 1916

arpeggia:

Gustav Klimt - Death and Life, 1916

17 4 / 2014

"

A boy sprawled next to me on the bus, elbows out, knee pointing sharp into my thigh.
He frowned at me when I uncrossed my legs, unfolded my hands
and splayed out like boys are taught to: all big, loose limbs.
I made sure to jab him in the side with my pretty little sharp purse.
At first he opened his mouth like I expected him to, but instead of speaking up he sat there, quiet, and took it for the whole bus ride.
Like a girl.

Once, a boy said my anger was cute, and he laughed,
and I remember thinking that I should sit there and take it,
because it isn’t ladylike to cause a scene and girls aren’t supposed to raise their voices.
But then he laughed again and all I saw
was my pretty little sharp nails digging into his cheek
before drawing back and making a horribly unladylike fist.
(my teacher informed me later that there is no ladylike way of making a fist.)

When we were both in the principal’s office twenty minutes later
him with a bloody mouth and cheek, me with skinned knuckles,
I tried to explain in words that I didn’t have yet
that I was tired of having my emotions not taken seriously
just because I’m a girl.

Girls are taught: be small, so boys can be big.
Don’t take up any more space than absolutely necessary.
Be small and smooth with soft edges
and hold in the howling when they touch you and it hurts:
the sandpaper scrape of their body hair that we would be shamed for having,
the greedy hands that press too hard and too often take without asking permission.

Girls are taught: be quiet and unimposing and oh so small
when they heckle you with their big voices from the window of a car,
because it’s rude to scream curse words back at them, and they’d just laugh anyway.
We’re taught to pin on smiles for the boys who jeer at us on the street
who see us as convenient bodies instead of people.

Girls are taught: hush, be hairless and small and soft,
so we sit there and take it and hold in the howling,
pretend to be obedient lapdogs instead of the wolves we are.
We pin pretty little sharp smiles on our faces instead of opening our mouths,
because if we do we get accused of silly women emotions
blowing everything out of proportion with our PMS, we get
condescending pet names and not-so-discreet eyerolls.

Once, I got told I punched like a girl.
I told him, Good. I hope my pretty little sharp rings leave scars.

"

'My Perfume Doubles As Mace,' theappleppielifestyle. (via daikimamuras)

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14 4 / 2014

"'Why is it,' he said, one time, at the subway entrance, ‘I feel I’ve known you so many years?’
‘Because I like you,’ she said, ‘and I don’t want anything from you.’"

Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via larmoyante)

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06 4 / 2014

"You can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly."

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06 4 / 2014

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30 3 / 2014

jessesantana:

miyaando:

White Paintings, 2014

www.miyaando.com

Thought these were Sugimoto’s seascapes at first.

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21 3 / 2014

zombiemoxie:

humorinrecovery:

Super incredibly maddening thing about mental illness:

Fighting your ass off to live a normal life and function as well as you can, and instead of getting credit and having people be proud of you for all the efforts you’re making, having people use your apparently normal behavior as a reason to invalidate you and think you weren’t that sick to begin with.

It takes a lot of badassery to act this normal, but the effort is all invisible 

the invisible illness club

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15 3 / 2014

Missy Peregrym and Zachary Levi arrive at the Canadian Screen Awards ‘14 together.

HOLY SHIT

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15 3 / 2014

"For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse.

So collapse.
Crumble.
This is not your destruction.

This is your birth."

15 3 / 2014

gninja12:

sweaterkittensahoy:

djlegz:

I don’t like sports, but the Bearcats are my new favorite team.

I love how it gets more elaborate each time. These boys are thinking this through.

This is my favorite post of all time

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