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(via adesquared)

"She holds her hair up with only two chopsticks and a bobby pin.
Think Atlas. Think shoulders.
When your sadness starts to feast,
she carries the light down from the
mountain and hands it to you,
tells you to set it on fire.
Think Prometheus. Think savior.
On Sunday, she steps out of the shower and you don’t think you’ve ever seen anything more beautiful than the way she walks towards you with a towel on her head, water clinging to her like there is
nowhere else it would rather be.
Think Aphrodite. Think sea foam.
You love her like mythology.
You love her like the impossible stories of Gods and monsters.
When she sings, think fairies.
Think mermaids. Think hymns.
She is the face of the river that
Narcissus fell in love with,
confusing hers for his own.
She is Medusa’s fury,
Athena’s strength,
Achelois’ healing.
You are kissing her in a crowded
restaurant and it feels like praying.
You are watching her instead of the
meteor shower
and you don’t even notice."

Mythology | Caitlyn Siehl (via lightfell)

(via extravagantbunneh)

"

HIGH SCHOOL

This is how to run a stick of Chapstick
down the black boxes on your scantron
so the grading machine skips the wrong
answers. This is how to honor roll. Hell,
this is how to National Honor Society.
This is being voted “Most Likely to Marry
for Money” or “Talks the Most, Says the
Least” for senior superlatives. This is
stepping around the kids having panic
attacks in the hallway. This is being the
kid having a panic attack in the hallway.
This is making the A with purple moons
stamped under both eyes. We had to try.
This is telling the ACT supervisor you have
ADHD to get extra time. Today, the average
high school student has the same anxiety
levels as the average 1950’s psychiatric
patient. We know the Pythagorean theorem
by heart, but short-circuit when asked
“How are you?” We don’t know. We don’t
know. That wasn’t on the study guide.
We usually know the answer, but rarely
know ourselves.

"

HIGH SCHOOL By Blythe Baird (via blythebrooklyn)

(via pocahontasisasixstringedfreak)

  • Pros of dating me: I can cosplay your OTP with you.

"(mention/apologism of rape, tw) Indeed, the idea of ‘winning the girl’ – of overcoming female objections or resistance through repeated and frequently escalating efforts – is central to most of our modern romantic narratives. (Female persistence, by contrast, is viewed as pathetic.) And the more I think about instances of creepiness, harassment and stalking that culminate in either the threat or actuality of sexual assault, the more I’m convinced that a massive part of the problem is this socially sanctioned idea that men are fundamentally entitled to persist. Because if men are meant to persist, then women who say no must only be rejecting the attempt, not the man himself, so that every separate attempt becomes one of a potentially infinite number of keys which might just fit the lock of the woman’s approval. She’s not the one who’s allowed to say no, not really; she should be silent and passive as a locked door, waiting patiently while the man runs through however many keys he can be bothered trying. And if he gets sick of this lengthy process and just breaks in? Well, frustration under those circumstances is only natural. Either the door shouldn’t have been there to impede him, or it shouldn’t have been locked."

The Creepiness Question (via notemily)

women who say no must only be rejecting the attempt, not the man himself”

This is so fucking accurate

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Makes me want to vomit

(via mountains-crush-oceans)

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lipsredasroses:

lacigreen:

daisiesforprudence:

rubyreed:

A few of my favorite activities.

i like how they put capitalism in fun letters

i rly need this framed on my wall

Why are people giving away our secrets?

lipsredasroses:

lacigreen:

daisiesforprudence:

rubyreed:

A few of my favorite activities.

i like how they put capitalism in fun letters

i rly need this framed on my wall

Why are people giving away our secrets?

(via extravagantbunneh)

beatonna:

hadrian6:

Hercules at the Feet of Omphale. 1912. Gustave Claude Etienne Courtois. French 1853-1923. oil/canvas.
http://hadrian6.tumblr.com

a rare reversal of the nude lady hangin’ out around fully clothed dudes?
1912 beefcakes? I guess?

beatonna:

hadrian6:

Hercules at the Feet of Omphale. 1912. Gustave Claude Etienne Courtois. French 1853-1923. oil/canvas.

http://hadrian6.tumblr.com

a rare reversal of the nude lady hangin’ out around fully clothed dudes?

1912 beefcakes? I guess?

(via notcuddles)

astromikan:

perception is predominantly a construction of the brain

astromikan:

perception is predominantly a construction of the brain

(via stupidsexyfranders)

callmekitto:

alexandraerin:

silverilly:

bookshop:

mydaywithd:

Julie D’Aubigny was a 17th-century bisexual French opera singer and fencing master who killed or wounded at least ten men in life-or-death duels, performed nightly shows on the biggest and most highly-respected opera stage in the world, and once took the Holy Orders just so that she could sneak into a convent and shag a nun.
(via Feminism)

bisexual opera singer who killed ten men and snuck into a convent to shag a nun.

Just so y’all know, she later set that convent on fire so she and that nun could sneak out. And she seduced one of the men she’d dueled.

Also, dueling was a serious crime during her life, but the king of France essentially overturned her conviction on the grounds that the relevant law specifically referred to men. 

how has there never been a million stories about this badass

callmekitto:

alexandraerin:

silverilly:

bookshop:

mydaywithd:

Julie D’Aubigny was a 17th-century bisexual French opera singer and fencing master who killed or wounded at least ten men in life-or-death duels, performed nightly shows on the biggest and most highly-respected opera stage in the world, and once took the Holy Orders just so that she could sneak into a convent and shag a nun.

(via Feminism)

bisexual opera singer who killed ten men and snuck into a convent to shag a nun.

Just so y’all know, she later set that convent on fire so she and that nun could sneak out. And she seduced one of the men she’d dueled.

Also, dueling was a serious crime during her life, but the king of France essentially overturned her conviction on the grounds that the relevant law specifically referred to men. 

how has there never been a million stories about this badass

(via extravagantbunneh)

I must admit, Jack, I thought I had you figured. But it turns out you’re a hard man to predict.

(Quelle: iamnevertheone, via godbless-st-cyr)

crowcrow:


green rainy day. (by Minji Autumn)

this look is so good it is upsetting me

crowcrow:

green rainy day. (by Minji Autumn)

this look is so good it is upsetting me

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midstorm:

Belle is dangerous because he loved her back.

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