As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.
written by Haruki Murakami
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written by Haruki Murakami
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You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge… Don’t apologize for being who you are.
written by Danielle Laporte
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written by Danielle Laporte
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once i was burning up for you
now all there’s left of me is ashes
but like a phoenix i will rise again
only brighter
written by s.s. (via wnq-writers)
now all there’s left of me is ashes
but like a phoenix i will rise again
only brighter
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I wish more people cared about the earth as much as they cared about who they believed created it.
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written by Unknown (via coyotegold)
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We - and by we, I mean, white feminists - need to talk about how [the Charleston terrorist] used white female purity to justify murdering black people.
“I have to do it,” he said. “You rape our women.”
This myth - that black men rape and assault white women - has been used to justify the murder of black people for centuries. It was used to justify lynchings. It was used to justify slavery. It is still used today.
And white feminists absolutely NEED TO REPUDIATE this myth, because white women’s tacit approval - and sometimes vocal agreement - with this myth is part of what allows this terrorism to happen.
People like the Charleston terrorist believe white women need to be protected from black men.
We don’t.
I stand in solidarity with the black community, not with people like Dylann Storm. He does not speak for me.
(100% inspired LaKeyma Pennyamon’s facebook post asking why white women haven’t already done this. Thank you.)
Let me glimpse inside your velvet bones.
written by Edgar Allan Poe (via quotemadness)
written by Edgar Allan Poe (via quotemadness)
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