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gay: this blog and me. dianna agron. lea michele. girls. the walking dead. norman reedus. harry styles. lost girl. rizzoli & isles. warehouse 13. once upon a time. grey's anatomy. i love cats. sometimes i post anatomy. music. i reblog fanfics, so read them. i like to think i'm funny. i like to read and i'm a rather boring person.
My wants are simple: a job that I like and a girl whom I love.
- Something Borrowed (via blackbruise)
Posted 1 day ago on Jul 23rd with 20,191 notes
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Don’t you dare
Shrink yourself
For someone else’s comfort -
Do not become small
For people who refuse to grow.
- m.v., Advice to my future daughter, #2. (via findingwordsforthoughts)
Posted 4 days ago on Jul 21st with 69,784 notes
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I won’t beg someone to love me. I learned long ago that there is no use in hopeless pleas of trying to make someone stay. I am too good to chase someone who does not know my worth and I am too wild to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value. I want to be loved unconditionally. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard for it. I do not have the time to prove to someone that I am worth it. I shouldn’t have to prove any of that; I am worth more than that.

Ming D. Liu, A Story A Day #138 

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Posted 5 days ago on Jul 19th with 54,045 notes
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look at you
you’re so beautiful when you laugh
at night i swear you look like you could swallow the stars
or at least swallow the scars
and stories of the women who came before you.

see how your hair torments the sky
thick curls that blot out the sun
eclipsing the city into the hue
of your grandfathers
midnight skin.

your father wanted to name you
after a wet season
he wanted to explain
why the rain falls;
just so that it can taste your skin
dip into your collar bone
drip down your shoulder blades
and on rare occasions when no one is looking
and your head is tilted back,
rush into your open mouth.

for women like you
death comes in the body of a lustful man,
and the earth can’t want to bury itself
inside you.

look at you,
cloaked in god’s skin.
only in his name could you exist so bright.
- Warsan Shire,poem to self. and other insecure women.”   (via unghouled)
Posted 6 days ago on Jul 18th with 3,830 notes
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We are more than the worst thing that’s ever happened to us. All of us need to stop apologizing for having been to hell and come back breathing.
- Clementine von Radics, Broken (via anomalyatlarge)
Posted 1 week ago on Jul 16th with 13,828 notes
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I’ve learned that people
are not boomerangs. Sometimes
they never come back.
- Kayla Hollatz, Maybe you’re why I don’t understand physics [a haiku] 
Posted 1 week ago on Jul 11th with 18,988 notes
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Note to self: every time you were convinced you couldn’t go on, you did.

(107/365) by (DS)

i really, really like this.

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Posted 2 weeks ago on Jul 06th with 254,013 notes
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for the girls the fairytales abandoned

Posted 3 weeks ago on Jul 02nd with 15,652 notes
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Stop calling me “someone’s daughter.”
I’m someone.
That should be enough reason not to hurt me.
- Ragehound (via medvalkyrie)
Posted 3 weeks ago on Jul 01st with 99,456 notes
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There is a fundamental reason why we look at the sky with wonder and longing—for the same reason that we stand, hour after hour, gazing at the distant swell of the open ocean. There is something like an ancient wisdom, encoded and tucked away in our DNA, that knows its point of origin as surely as a salmon knows its creek. Intellectually, we may not want to return there, but the genes know, and long for their origins—their home in the salty depths. But if the seas are our immediate source, the penultimate source is certainly the heavens… The spectacular truth is—and this is something that your DNA has known all along—the very atoms of your body—the iron, calcium, phosphorus, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, and on and on—were initially forged in long-dead stars. This is why, when you stand outside under a moonless, country sky, you feel some ineffable tugging at your innards. We are star stuff. Keep looking up.
- Neil de Grasse Tyson (via diluvie)
Posted 3 weeks ago on Jun 28th with 39,377 notes
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Before you say yes, get him angry. See him scared, see him wanting, see him sick. Stress changes a person. Find out if he drinks and if he does, get him drunk - you’ll learn more about his sober thoughts. Discover his addictions. See if he puts you in front of them. You can’t change people, baby girl. If they are made one way, it doesn’t just wear off. If you hate how he acts when he’s out of it now, you’re going to hate it much worse eight years down the road. You might love him to bits but it doesn’t change that some people just don’t fit.
- inkskinned, “My father’s recipe for the man I should marry” (via partygirlmeltdown)
Posted 4 weeks ago on Jun 26th with 187,296 notes
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"We can sleep in a storm."
- Mitch Albom, Have a Little Faith.

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Dreams are lovely, but they are just dreams - fleeting, ephemeral, pretty. But dreams do not come true just because you dream them. It’s hard work that makes things happen. It’s hard work that creates change. So, lesson one I guess is ditch the dream, and be a doer, not a dreamer. Maybe you know exactly what it is you dream of being, or maybe you’re paralyzed because you have no idea what your passion is. The truth is, it doesn’t matter. You don’t have to know, you just have to keep moving forward. You just have to keep doing something, seizing the next opportunity, staying open to trying something new. It doesn’t have to fit your vision of the perfect job or the perfect life. Perfect is boring and dreams are not real. Just do.
- Shonda Rhimes (x)