Thought and Reflections

Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made.

Tyler Kent White   (via deathnoteoflove)

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ultratangerine:

Women Warriors series by maxre

A women only archery competition in North Japan.

theseductivemexican:

mainlyanonymous:

I lose my shit every time I see this

Fuck me

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negovanman:

Beautiful Asshole Annie

http://kakumei-no-tomoshibi.tumblr.com/post/100563712245/cumberdoom-papermonocle-things-i-learnt 

cumberdoom:

papermonocle:

Things I learnt today: During WW1, MI5 used Girl Guides to send secret messages. They used Girl Guides because they quickly found that Boy Scouts couldn’t be trusted and were’t efficient enough.

At the start of the

lesushhh:

This will forever be adorable

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based on this post [x]

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letyoursoul:

thyartisdisney:

LABRATHOR

HE IS SO WORTHY

deadjosey:

I don’t see it……

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Be careful who you call your friends. I’d rather have 4 quarters than 100 pennies

Al Capone  (via hefuckin)

This has been my favorite quote since 9th grade

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last-snowfall:

Yeah cats TOTALLY only like us for food and have no emotional dependency at all.

THIS IS SO CUTE I CANT

it’s like, human, excuse me, i would like you to pet me. thank you.

this was so cute it made me pick up and snuggle my cat.

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exgynocraticgrrl:

Suheir Hammad: Not Your Erotic, Not Your Exotic

Don’t wanna’ be your exotic/Like some dark, fragile, colorful bird imprisoned, caged in a land foreign to the stretch of her wings/Don’t wanna’ be your exotic. Women everywhere look just like me/Some taller, darker, nice than me but like me just the same/Women everywhere carry my nose on their faces/My name on their spirits.

Don’t seduce yourself with my other-ness/My hair wasn’t put on top my head to entice you into some mysterious, black voodoo/The beat of my lashes against each other ain’t some dark, desert beat/It’s just a blink/Get over it.

Don’t build around me your fetish, fantasy, your lustful profanity to cage me in, clip my wings. Don’t wanna’ be your exotic. Your lovin’ of my beauty ain’t more than funky fornication, plain pink perversion. In fact, nasty necrophilia.

Because my beauty is dead to you/I am dead to you.

Not your harem girl, geisha doll, banana picker, pom-pom girl, pum-pum shorts coffee maker, town-whore, belly dancer, private dancer, La Malinche, Venus Hottentot, laundry girl, your immaculate vessel, emasculating princess/Don’t wanna’ be - not your erotic, not your exotic.


Suheir Hammad is a Palestinian-American poet, author and political activist who was born on October 1973 in Amman, Jordan to Palestinian refugee parents and immigrated with her family to Brooklyn, New York City when she was five years old. Her parents later moved to Staten Island. (x)

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