Everything I have ever done to avoid the truth of myself has been derailing. Telling the truth became my freedom. It’s letting go of the idea that something is shameful about my story or who I am. It’s letting go of all the stories of what might happen and letting be what is. It’s easier. It’s better. It’s freedom. Be yourself. Tell the truth.

Start now. Start where you are. Start with fear. Start with pain. Start with doubt. Start with hands shaking. Start with voice trembling but start. Start and don’t stop. Start where you are, with what you have. Just… start.
Ijeoma Umebinyuo (via flowing-air)

(Source: studentsoup, via my-noir)


emeraaldnymph:

human-timelord-metacrisis:

glitterist:

feahrs:

gazeonmy:

tommyoliverblogs:

hirosashii:

micthemicrophone:

Damn.

WOW

FUCK
SHIT

Wow

this

just had to

this is why i love banksy. 

i mean do you see this shit

this stuff is deep

i mean if he grafittis on your building your property value actually goes up

holy

mother

of

fuck




I’ve been saying this for a while now. This art is amazing

emeraaldnymph:

human-timelord-metacrisis:

glitterist:

feahrs:

gazeonmy:

tommyoliverblogs:

hirosashii:

micthemicrophone:

Damn.

WOW

FUCK

SHIT

Wow

this

just had to

this is why i love banksy. 

image

i mean do you see this shit

image

this stuff is deep

image

i mean if he grafittis on your building your property value actually goes up

image

holy

image

mother

image

of

image

fuck

image

image

image

I’ve been saying this for a while now. This art is amazing

(Source: libertysaves, via oliverceleron)


Power is lost or won, never created or destroyed. Power is a visitor to, not a possession of, those it empowers. The mad tend to crave it, many of the sane crave it, but the wise worry about its long-term side-effects. Power is crack-cocaine for your ego and battery acid for your soul.
David Mitchell, The Bone Clocks (via siruannika)

Please don’t, above all, plant me in your heart. I grow too quick.
Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets To Orpheus (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: stxxz.us, via falsephilosopher)


anarcho-queer:

Mexicans Torch State Building After 43 Leftist Students Were Killed By Government Officials

Anti-riot police have been deployed to the Mexican city of Chilpancingo after protesters attacked local government buildings in anger at the disappearance of 43 students on 26 September.

Hundreds of demonstrators set fire to part of the Guerrero state headquarters and demanded the resignation of Governor Angel Aguirre.

The protesters allege that the police rounded up the missing students before handing them over to a local drug gang called Guerreros Unidos.

The students all attended the Ayotzinapa Normal School, a college with a history of leftists/communist activism but it is not clear whether they were targeted for their political beliefs.

The federal government has now taken over administration of the municipality; 26 local cops have been arrested along with four alleged members of the criminal organization Guerreros Unidos. The families of the victims eagerly await the DNA test results of the bodies found in mass graves.

Mayor Jose Luis Abarca Velazquez and Police Chief Felipe Flores Velazquez have fled town to avoid arrest.

Read More: Inside The Normalista College (Vice News)

Related: Mayor’s Wife Identified As Prime Suspect In The Case of 43 Missing Students


Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording—all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.

Sylvia Plath

fuck every single time that last line gets quoted without the rest

(via sadjailbait)

(Source: raccoonwounds, via jaysocrates25)



disorientedglee:

nevver:

Uh oh

i forgot what i was doing

disorientedglee:

nevver:

Uh oh

i forgot what i was doing






divaneee:


Sunset at the Pyramids, Cairo

divaneee:

Sunset at the Pyramids, Cairo

(via questchineverything)




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