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20th August 2014

Photoset reblogged from the going itself is the path with 97,675 notes


this is important please spread

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20th August 2014

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Tagged: lol2 true

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20th August 2014

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how bout you learn to press the save image button


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20th August 2014

Quote reblogged from madness & honey with 2,443 notes

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

— Pablo Neruda, Sonnet XVII (via man-of-prose)

Tagged: favoritepoetry

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19th August 2014

Quote reblogged from love is like a suit of armor. it makes you strong. with 98,363 notes

The problem is that white people see racism as conscious hate, when racism is bigger than that. Racism is a complex system of social and political levers and pulleys set up generations ago to continue working on the behalf of whites at other people’s expense, whether whites know/like it or not. Racism is an insidious cultural disease. It is so insidious that it doesn’t care if you are a white person who likes black people; it’s still going to find a way to infect how you deal with people who don’t look like you. Yes, racism looks like hate, but hate is just one manifestation. Privilege is another. Access is another. Ignorance is another. Apathy is another. And so on. So while I agree with people who say no one is born racist, it remains a powerful system that we’re immediately born into. It’s like being born into air: you take it in as soon as you breathe. It’s not a cold that you can get over. There is no anti-racist certification class. It’s a set of socioeconomic traps and cultural values that are fired up every time we interact with the world. It is a thing you have to keep scooping out of the boat of your life to keep from drowning in it. I know it’s hard work, but it’s the price you pay for owning everything.

Scott Woods (X)

he motherfucking dropped the truth.

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this is a super important explanation to think about whenever you feel like telling someone that something isn’t racist because you don’t hate x person.

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I probably reblogged in the past, but here it is again in that case.

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Tagged: racism2 true

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19th August 2014

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19th August 2014

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18th August 2014

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new hair selfie :)

new hair selfie :)

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11th August 2014

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robin williams dying is sad for many reasons, but most of all this just makes me think of all the people suffering from depression or other mental illnesses feeling the same way, acting on those sad and desperate impulses. I recently had a conversation with one of my closest friends and she informed me that she didn’t believe depression was a disease, that if you’re depressed you can just “get yourself out of it,” you need to just “think positive.” my explanations of how depression is rooted in science and how the brains of depressed people literally work differently than the brains of those who aren’t went ignored. if I can’t even convince my friend that a disease I’ve dealt with for a large portion of my life is real, how is the huge stigma around mental illness ever supposed to see any relief?

11th August 2014

Quote reblogged from madness & honey with 20,547 notes

You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting.
— Hook, 1991 (via youngfolksociety)

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