"…the older I get, the more I see how women are described as having gone mad, when what they’ve actually become is knowledgeable and powerful and fucking furious."

Sophie Heawood (via hereticnarrative)

(Source: featherfall, via freshmouthgoddess)

"I want to be with you,
it is as simple,
and as complicated as that."

Charles Bukowski  (via forlornes)

(Source: ephe, via wah-mos)

"Because lying to your kids about sex helps nobody. Telling them that sex is “only between mommies and daddies” is a lie that leads to confused, hormone charged teenagers. Telling them that sex is “only something that happens when two people love each other very much” is a lie that causes hormone charged teenagers to confuse “love” with “lust,” or “obsession.” It leads to leaps of logic like, “If I have sex with them, we must be in love.” Or worse: “if I love them, I have to have sex with them.” And how many teenage tragedies are based on that misconception?"

Lea Grover, "We Don’t Play With Our Vulvas At The Table" (via themindislimitless)

(via kiarahutchinson)

"Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you."

Chuck Klosterman (via m-uir)

(Source: purplebuddhaproject, via whenbrokeniseasilyfixed)

"A passionate woman is worth the chaos."

(via bruisedbbygirl)

(Source: kushandwizdom, via whenbrokeniseasilyfixed)

5seconds-of-lukehemmings:

I hate the fact I understand this! Because it ruins my life on a daily basis. Not being able to do eye make up. Not being able to take my clothes off without wanting to rip my skin off. Wanting to be able to let somebody play with my hair without being scared or just wanting to cry. Having to sit with it burning me and not being able to do anything about it.

5seconds-of-lukehemmings:

I hate the fact I understand this! Because it ruins my life on a daily basis. Not being able to do eye make up. Not being able to take my clothes off without wanting to rip my skin off. Wanting to be able to let somebody play with my hair without being scared or just wanting to cry. Having to sit with it burning me and not being able to do anything about it.

(via aline-penhallows)

"Before I am your daughter,
your sister,
your aunt, niece, or cousin,
I am my own person,
and I will not set fire to myself
to keep you warm."

(1/? Things To Remember)

(Source: egracely, via likeafirethroughtheforest)

"You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire."

Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems (via observando)

(via whenbrokeniseasilyfixed)

"So she had to satisfy herself with the idea of love— loving the loving of things whose existence she didn’t care at all about. Love itself became the object of her love.

She loved herself in love, she loved loving love, as love loves loving, and was able, in that way, to reconcile herself with a world that fell so short of what she would have hoped for."

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated (via ageniusofsadness)

(via wretchedoftheearth)

"I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday."

Lemony Snicket (via with-drops-of-jupiter)

(Source: cyneburgamirth, via wah-mos)